Mitch woke up the next morning the way he always did: badly.
The sun was up, the room already too warm. Light filtered in through the net curtains, hanging suspended in the air, sediment in a pond. My head felt like a sack of pulp. Still in my nightgown, damp f...
The worst part about dreaming? You have to wake up.
Morning is wonderful. Its only drawback is that it comes at such an inconvenient time of day.
I woke in the hour before dawn, stuck in that strange state where the memory of your dreams is still powerful enough to motivate your actions.
I hated to interrupt her. I know how much a dream can be worth, but, alas... Hello.
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