My alarm clock went off at 6 a.m. like it does every morning. And I had to laugh...I was waking up to, "Grease is the word, is the word, is the word..."
Then I came to a sudden realization. For as long as I can remember, I've preferred to wake up to the radio rather than the beeping of an alarm. But I can't think of one time that I can actually remember what song it was that I woke up to.
I guess I'm so out of it when I wake up in the morning that I don't even process what song is on and I go into auto pilot and turn my alarm off. Strange. I guess it's kind of like dreams you have that you can't remember. Until one night you have a dream that you do remember. And for some reason, this morning, I woke up to grease!
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