You have a beautiful face.
I had just fallen asleep lying on my back as a chill fell upon me. I opened my eyes and looked toward the open window noting the raised blinds. In through the opening came a cool breeze with a memory of the ocean, and with that came the unmistakable sound of a marching band. The sound seemed to carry itself into my room. Then I noticed the radio had turned on. After a few seconds of confusedly staring at this newly found origin, I checked to see if the alarm had been on, perhaps set to activate the radio; but it was not.