The airconditioner was on when I woke up this morning. The temperature in the room was just cooler than comfortable, and I tossed around in my bed until I realized that my brother had turned it on during the night. I got up and turned it off and went back to bed. I woke up later to the alternating beeps from our alarm clocks. A little foggy still from the intrusion of reality on my dream infested mind, I got up and turned mine off, went back to bed and repeatedly told my brother to turn off his. I went through this ritual several times until I could no longer put off the need to begin the day.