Late

Well my morning has sucked so far. The dam ding a' ling won't ding a' ling. It feels so wonderful when I'm laying in my cozy bed with my blankets over my head. At a point at time when my eyes are closed and I'm spaced in my own little world. I get a rude awakening, I gotta open my eyes. When i open my eyes the bright burning ball of fire is there to greet me with a shine. When my eyes are gazed by the light I try to see the ding a' ling , It says quarter to 8. I realize i'm late. I scramble for my stuff to get ready, then i'm gone. Walk into the parking lot getting into the old rusted out toyota and watch the slow melting frost leaving the windshield, leave the house with a grey smoky cloud following us from the not yet warm 4 cylinder motor. Walk through the doors of the high school thinking in my head this is not the place i want to be the place i want to be is in my nice cozy warm bed. 

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[Chelsea M]

I like your imagery. and the whole ding a' ling tihng. haha ;)