Most people awake on Sunday morning to thoughts of brunch, church, or football.

Not me.

I awake with Perl in my head. Sigils, modules, and regular expressions snaking their way through my dreams. I have to climb out of bed and make my way to the computer before it’s gone. I have to prototype this code before it stops making sense. I have to commit these arcane symbols to disk before they fade away like so many other hazy, indistinct dreams.

I have to seek help.