I rubbed my eyes roughly as I woke up from a bad night. I didn’t even know when I’d fallen asleep. I had just been too tired.
With my eyes still closed, I swung my feet to the ground, frowning when I contacted cold tiled floors. That wasn’t right. I had a dark grey rug underneath my bed, the fluff on it made me look forward to my mornings.
I gave up on feeling for the rug and got up. I decided I would just use the restroom and plan my day from there. I’d managed a few steps with my eyes half closed before I connected with a barrier. I peeled one eye open to peer down at it.
Plain boxes with random labels were stacked on each other. How did that get there? I wondered as my sleep brain adjusted.
There were several boxes on the floor, some opened and empty and others still sealed. As a ma
