Morning Chill.

Slowly my eyes open, vision distorted, sun rays gleam through the window blinds…it’s time to get out of bed. A warm body lays next to me, breathing heavily, dreaming heavily- oh how I wish I could just stay.  

Only my head is visable, as I’m bundled in the cozy covers. I can feel the cold chill that crept in over night. There is only one way to do this, to face the day, to leave this warm sanctuary that has perfectly conformed around my body…. Well, I’m not sure if I want to. What if I don’t? Oh, but I can’t, the world is sure to go into a twisting vortex of craziness without me.

Sigh. Here I go.