My 'Sun' Is Missing...
I'm up at 7a.m.
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I'm up at 7a.m.
Oh my gosh, I have three followers. I know, I know it's not that much to people who have hundreds, but to me it's HUGE!!. Thank you to followers even if you follow random people.
At this time I had already said goodbye to Alek, walked down to our little cottage, put the jar of blueberries on the kitchen table and was making my way upstairs.
I wake up in the mornin' Twenty to eight The first thing I hear Is meowing 'Oh Great' I reach for my phone And open my opuss I really have nothing to moan Amazing pieces Story galore The...
#movement. Oh clock, I know. It's time to go. Time is fleeting. So stop your bleating. All I ask is a minute. The quilt, with me in it. Instead of the cold. And the same old, same old.
Waking up groggily, Scratching my head. After rubbing my eyes, I snuggle back in bed. But I'm awake now, I just can't sleep. The alarm clock is reminding me, With its stupid beep.
I wake up to my alarm to a loud beeping noise. I slowly open my eyes. The beeping noise turns out to be my alarm clock. I sit up and shut it off. I stretch my arms.
A little different that usual but i felt inspired Breakfast Yeo Valley Mango and Vanilla yogurt Yeo Valley Strawberry yogurt Food Doctor Granola Dried Fruit and Nuts Sesame...
Is it really morning and time to arise.
#household. Sun is up, it's the sky. Morning's twinkle in my eye. Spot of breakfast, cup of tea. Now let's see what I can see. Pretty messy from last night. Comes into view with dawns light.
There came no reply. With a groan, expecting the worst, I checked to see if Mum hadn't waken yet. The bed covers were disturbed and her pyjamas were sprawled on the bed, so she was definitely changed.
The sound of my alarm pulled me out of my black, dreamless sleep. I pulled a pillow over my head and groaned. I stood up abruptly, remembering my plans today.
The start of a day. Is a curious thing. As daylight does break. The morning birds sing. You lay in your bed. Hearing their song. You really must rise. Or you'll stay there to long.
Part 2 Yawn. I have just got back from that stupid meeting. I think I must have fallen asleep because halfway through my head drooped and eyes closed.
I had to read this chapter a day before (as instructed on the last part of the chapter before this) because the moment I wake up I have to say the words THANK YOU.
Welcome to morning. I'm awake and I'm yawning. But my sister sleeps til one, And now I've seen the sun, No matter, a new day is dawning. Happy Wednesday, my friends, of the week.
*Woof Woof Woof..... Woof Woof Woof* It was Yap and Bang. When bang wakes up (Round about 6:30am) Yap starts yapping because bang has just woke her up.
Up at six. Far too early. I am grumpy. I am surly. Morning buses. Morning planes. Morning taxis. Morning trains. Bad-mood Feather. Let me lie-in. Then, perhaps... I'll stop cryin'.
Why wake up this early. Why not book a flight, late. Why do we have to wake up this early, half 4 for the plane at 8.
I know I've wrote one already for this completion but I have just wrote a new one which I'd also like to enter.
I get up in the morning and rub my eyes, And the sun never fails to give me a surprise. Breakfast is always a slow affair, And I always tend to stop and stare.
My early morning ritual, is really rather perpetual... I raise my head from my bed, My legs feel like jelly. Into the bathroom with a heavy sigh, My skin is a little bit smelly.
Part 8 The previous evening, I was really tired so I decided to go to bed quite early. Then I didn't wake up until nine.
In the morning mirror. Goodness what a fright. Sticking out at angles. I've got bed hair alright. Last night is was short and smooth. Now it's 4' 8". Never knew I had so much. Jesus, what a state.