I don't know... it was a little bit akward... my bed was nice and comfy, and suddenly I was awake. First I thought it was Syrinx -and trust me: I was ready to play with her- but then I realized she was not a nymph nor a dream... maybe she was a siren... definitely she was a siren, an unbodied one.
Anyway, she woke me up very early this morning and here I am, writting you.
ps: I haven't been drinking lately, maybe a Martini (a really dry one) could help;I don't want my head taken away by a squirrel and hidden at the bottom of a tree. Do you want to join me?