early morning
It takes a bit longer to get up in the morning times now. The urge to lay there is strong. My room is cold. I look around and see it's still pre-dawn. I turn to my other side. My feet hang from the bed. Stomach feels upset from my own blood. The back of my arms feel weak, yet I've done nothing. I'm thinking selfish thoughts. I'm wondering when this will all end.
I remember something.
It's time to get up.
I wash the only dirty glass with a small dish cloth. This is glass I used to take medicine with before I went to bed. I will use it again in a moment. As I am rinsing the glass, my mind wanders. So painful. I feel dizzy for a moment. The light flickers and the glass shatters in my hand.
I look at the shards in my hand. Some fall into the sink. I am unhurt. Running out of glasses.
I remember something.
It's time to get up.
I wash the only dirty glass with a small dish cloth. This is glass I used to take medicine with before I went to bed. I will use it again in a moment. As I am rinsing the glass, my mind wanders. So painful. I feel dizzy for a moment. The light flickers and the glass shatters in my hand.
I look at the shards in my hand. Some fall into the sink. I am unhurt. Running out of glasses.