The first sensation she felt was the warmth that crept from her toes up through her and into her heart as she slowly woke up. She lifted her eyelids waiting for the light to pour in, but her tired eyes were met with only a soft grey light. She was buried under the comforter. Slowly she lifted her arms and pushed the blankets from her face looking up to the ceiling. The room was covered in a soft morning light. Unlike the usual, this light was blue and grey without a hint of yellow. It was not the dark of early morning, nor the brightness of the sun peeking in through the windows. Rather it was the soft still light that appeared briefly between the hours of 7:00 and 8:00. In a daze she shifted forward and crawled across the bed to check her phone.

7:00am

You’ve got to be kidding me. She groaned and crawled back, slipping back under the covers and the warmth that immediately embraced her. The other girls were still asleep, so she made sure not to make a sound. After ten minutes of starring at the ceiling, her eyes wandered, eager for a new subject. They drifted along the bright blue walls. Shifting her weight, she rolled onto her stomach, pushed the curly mop that was her hair our of her eyes and beheld the beautiful scene. She faced a large window that looked out onto the big back yard and the canal beyond. In the corner of the window was a small dock that jutted into the clear coldness. A boat rested on the bank beside the dock, waiting to used, reveling in the fun it had the night before. This was the scene that she let her eyes dance with until she finally fell asleep.

8:00am

Up again. Quietly she made her way around Liss and Brittany’s sleeping forms, grabbed her bible, and tiptoed downstairs. Still slightly dazed she drifted through the living in a dream state, finally floating into the small, but beautifully decorated kitchen. The cabinets, and counter tops were black, the wall a soft yellow, and a precious island made of wood that had been stained off white. On her other side was a small breakfast nook that contained a small table and three chairs. She slipped into the chair that faced the window, curled up and began reading her bible.

8:40am

To the floor and hallways to stretch and workout.

9:00am

Back to the nook to do homework, eat breakfast, and talk to Katelynn’s mom.

11:00am.

Finally everyone wakes up. 

In which my morning is lovely, and my day begins

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Saturday, November 5, 2011