Woke up at 6 30.
Morning showers dripping down the open window.
The kittens holding up the home front at the foot of the bed.
Morning guys. Did you sleep alright.
I turn over once more, enjoying the warmth of my turquoise duvet
and the quiet of the house.
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My legs move softly onto the carpeted floor.
I stand. I stretch. I walk. I pish. I wash my hands and face.
Pookie rushes into the bathroom and jumps into the sink,
His tongue moves through this morning’s waterfall.
I laugh. He runs away.
We are both creatures of habit.
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I drink nescafe while plucking strawberries for my breakfast.
These hanging plants are laden with ripened fruits.
Smells of jasmine, sage and mint surround me.
Patches of blue skies poke through the grey clouds.
Time for a second round and a bit of breakfast.
I turn on the television.
9/11.
The alarm goes off.
So do I.
The day has officially begun.
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