Frosty Mornings

My body is weary. I don’t want to leave this bed. Why am I so lucky to have the warmest blankets? They hold me hostage beneath their soft, fuzzy, cocoon. Snuggle down for five more minutes. I push one toe out of bed, just testing. Five more minutes, please? Okay it is time. I wriggle out like a butterfly emerging. Cold hardwood floors meet my feet, I am awake now! I turn and look lovingly at the crumpled blankets, the plush bed. Maybe I could sleep for just a little while longer. My calendar chimes…oooohhh travel day!!! Nevermind I’m out the door!


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