Morning person
September 14, 2012She had always wanted to be a morning person, but had never quite figured out the secret of slipping enthusiastically from bed as the light turned from black to blue to pink. But when she could force herself to do it, she found herself listening more closely, paying attention to the clock ticking in the kitchen, the heater clicking on and off, the refrigerator’s purr. She found herself roaming the house, coffee scalding her palm through her mug’s walls, learning her space while it was, simultaneously, the loudest and the most still.
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