I opened my eyes, yet my body was not awake yet. I pulled my body upward and there I was, sitting on my white sheeted bed so soft, too comfortable. I stood up and enjoyed the morning breeze coming in from the window. The sunlight coming through those big holes, creeping unto my skin. I knew it was a new day. It’s a start for everything new and happy. I felt the cold floor on the tip of my toes. Beautiful little things in the morning that just wakes you up ever so slowly. I never want this to ever end.
Read this while listening to :
Beloved - Yiruma
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