Morning in 100 Words


Perhaps I heard her alarm beeping. I know I hear the shower as she turns it on.

Auto-reflex – I pull my covers over my head, pretending the light from her room isn’t real. Unfortunately, it is.

I know I must get out of bed.

It’s the same activity of the morning, from day-to-day, whether I’ve slept well or not. I tell myself that I can always return to bed after she goes to work.

I never do.

Coffee time instead. I sit at my computer, hoping for ‘good news’ from the media and ‘spying’ on my friend’s world through Facebook.

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