One of those days, Part I

Work in progress

I remember the fire burning low, and the sounds of chains clinking.  Hearing a soothing voice offering and invitation....

My eyes open wide.  

Shake my head, and can't help but wonder,

"Why is that my morning wake-up?"

I should be used to it by now.

Set my feet upon the floor, and savor the chill.

Another reason to enjoy the shower, at least if I am in time for a touch of warm water.

Sometimes,

the dream wakes me early enough,

but not always.

Memory likes to play games,

and she can be a touch mean.

I suspect she thinks I am trying to ignore her

I hope for the best.

Still dark outside,

but there is a shade of rose on the horizon.

She might be playing nice today,

but I have my suspicions.

I suspect a darker intent.

To be honest,

it would be easier if Memory acted alone.

My suspicions are confirmed.

The water is steaming.

Now,

some would say I am reading too much into this.

Maybe I am even being a bit paranoid.

They don't keep the same company.

Reviews

[Papaya]

I think this is the beginning of a great story Jon

[Jon Roggie]

I am just having fun. You have some catching up to do!

[Papaya]

I am caught up. :)