Morning muse

by Emma

I awoke wrapped in my covers, remnants of my dream still alive in my minds eye. Opening my eyes felt surreal. A moment ago, I was not in the confines of my bedroom. A moment ago, I was somewhere else.

As I rub my eyes and realisation hits me, I switch off the irritation of the alarm clock and stretch, dreading the moment I have to crawl out of my night cave.

One more moment.

Then I’m up. There is no other way. I either confront the day, or fall behind in its wake.

Wednesday. I hate you, yet in mutual balance, you inspire me.

Time to live the day.

Good morning guys 🙂

The mind of a deep thinker…or complete rubbish…it is all down to interpretation and perception…