Morning Hours

Bright lights beam through the white curtains, forcing my eyes open. My alarm hasn’t gone off, in fact, I have two hours left before my alarm would sound. My body has had enough down time and my mind has already started to go. I try forcing my body back to sleep but nature has other plans. Now I feel lazy for trying to “rot” so I must start my day and be positive about losing those precious two hours. I feel rested, energized even, but it’s the weekend and I was looking forward to tossing around in my queen pillow top.

Once my thoughts are clear, I come to terms that I now have a whole day to do whatever my heart desires. The day is mine to take captive. My bed is wonderful but the outside is waiting for my presence. I feel like this is a love letter to my bed.