1/15: inner clocks

Wilkie came into my office and meowed to remind me that it was time for his evening medicines (and his evening drink from a special water bowl, the real attraction). His internal clock is pretty accurate; night after night, around 9 p.m., he starts looking for one of us to give him his meds.

And thinking about that made me realize that I've gotten to rely on my own inner clock a lot during this between-the-semesters break. I've only had to set my alarm for a handful of days. That's going to end soon, but I'm grateful for some natural rising.