Mar 22, 2006 07:20
I hate my alarm clock. I know it's necessary to keep a certain schedule in order to finish school, maintain a career, etc. But honestly, I feel animosity towards this little device every morning it does its job.
It takes me about twenty minutes to come around. Tobey's in bed beside me. The fur on his back is still greasy from where I put the flea and tick medication. I think maybe I did it wrong, didn't get it close enough to the skin.
There's a red-headed woodpecker outside my window. He's banging away like a machine gun on the pine tree in the front yard. That's one more thing I'll miss about Appalachia: with Jefferson national forest practically in my backyard, the animal life is much richer than in the city.
There's finally sun and blue sky this morning. Why is it that something so simple as a bright morning can improve my mood so much? It's not fair but it's true. I watch the red sunrise turn gold, and some chemical is dumped into the back of my mind, and suddenly I'm happy. Yay sunlight! Fuck it, I'll take what I can get.
Time to go teach the kiddies and write my thesis.