Twenty-EightIt wasn't necessary to look at the time when my eyes fluttered open, I knew it would be the same time as it had been every morning for the past several days. And just like every morning, I rose from my bed and padded out to the kitchen waiting to catch the first glimpse of daylight spread across the sky as the sun crested over the horizon.
I had never felt more alive – more at ease – more at home. However, that morning, dark clouds greeted me as I looked out, and instead of cheery streaks of light, streams of rain burst forth and beat against the window. Coffee in the garden was definitely out of the question, thus I resolved to take it in the living room.
Sitting silently, I watched the rain come down as I sipped my coffee; feeling the warmth spread through me. After some ti
