a heart with a twist of lemon

7.45am, my first alarm goes off. i poke my finger through the blinds on the window near my bed. a quick peek and i can see the cold, but it was no suprise, weather.com told me it was going to be in the negatives today. i wrap myself back in my sheet, 3 blankets and quilt. my bed offers bliss. my eyes close and i relax.

8.00am, alarm number 2 interupts my peace. yes it is still cold out. yes i still want to stay in my bed. no i don't want to leave my bed to walk in the cold to go to class. thoughts form inside my brain...do i have to go to class today? what would i really miss? i should prolly stay in my warm bed and keep sleeping. so for the moment, i return to my dreaming.

8.15am, alarm number 3. this alarm business is getting old. it takes about 20 minutes to walk my 9.05am class. logic says i should prolly start getting ready soon. but i resist the temptress named logic and close my eyes, knowing that alarm number 3 is the final alarm. quantity of alarms does not equal quality of awakeness. i am only going to rest my eyes and not actually fall asleep.

9.30am, i bounce up in a panic knowing that i did not just rest my eyes. i see the clock, i am late for class! maybe i just shouldn't go. it is cold out anyways. then my mind meets my body in its awake state and i analyze the clock again. my clock protested daylight savings so it is an hour ahead, it is only 8.30am. no need to reset the clock, it is just extra ready for spring. it will be correct again then.

i throw on a couple layers of clothes, my huge grandpa jacket, a hat, a scarf, and some bum gloves/mittens. i select the appropriate music for the weather, hot hot heat. a positive to the subzero weather is that i walk faster and upon reaching the destination i am greeted by the most wonderful feeling of warm. and i know that my warm bed is waiting to swallow me in covers when i finish the day and return home.