You will not believe what just happened. I woke up this morning– before my alarm went off, a full half hour before my alarm went off– and upon discovering, to my extreme surprise, that I was awake and refreshed, got out of bed and started my day. It is ten minutes before the boy and I have to leave for school; he is dressed, I have had breakfast, the dog is fed and let out, the cat is fed, his backpack is packed, a spot of Monster Legends has been played, and I still have time for a short blog post.
I have been tired, 100% of the time, for a year.
Is this what life was supposed to be like before Lexapro? Is it the new bed? A combination of both? What the hell is going on here?