As I Awake
I awake, remnants of a dream still lingering in my fuzzy mind.
Slowly my senses start to come alive. I hear the splattering of gentle raindrops mingling with the song of birds drifting in through my open window.
I feel the softness of my sheets against my bare skin as I stir between them.
Even in these early stages of awakening somehow my cat senses it and begins meowing outside my bedroom door.
But my bed is warm and I am reluctant to leave its comfort to open my door to allow her access.
Thoughts gradually increase as my mind becomes more awake. I roll over and try to block them out. Not yet wanting reality to invade this peaceful s