My Neck Is Killing Me…

… and my back is screaming. My fingers crawl along the length of the right side of my bed, searching for my cell phone/alarm clock/annoyance. My hand brushes against plastic and as I blindly grope for it (the fog of sleep still heavy in my mind) it goes tumbling off the edge of the bed and onto the floor. Sigh, nice.

I turn over from my stomach to lie onto my back. Reaching for the wall above my head with my hands while pointing my toes towards the wall on the opposite side of the room I streeeeetttcccchhh. An audible creak can almost be heard as I do so and it’s a damn good stretch… at least until the pain in my back returns. Guess I slept wrong. Rolling my ass out of bed I head to the window, undo the latch, and slide it open.

Early morning has to be my favorite part of every day. It’s still dark (obviously) but the scent of the coming day is amazing! The cold, crisp air, the scent of the rose bushes, the dew on the trees… I don’t know how to describe it.  Yet breathing it all in it gives me a sense of excitement and hope that today, maybe today, will be a wonderful and beautiful day.

Corny, no? Hell yeah it is.

i need to write more often as once was the case. For now though, it’s time to head to the gym. Have a good day Mr. Internet.