3:30 A.M. came so, so quick.
My second alarm, 3:31, came quicker. Usually I give myself a ten-minute delay in between, but this time was different.
Even in my sleep-fogged brain, I understood the signal: no time to waste. My subconscious searched through the mist for a reason to lock in until ultimately, it landed with a somersault, and I zapped out of …

