This morning I woke up to my new roommate around 8:30. Apparently she's an early riser. I want to be one too, but one who's not exhausted, so I willed myself back to sleep until 9:40. I was excited that I didn't sleep past 10. I hobbled to the shower with my eyes still crusted shut to expedite my morning, but I ended up on the computer until almost noon anyway. I fantasized about finding a sweet, little cafe in the neighborhood, but hunger couldn't pry me away from the rare chance to talk to the person I love thousands of miles away.