I chug my tea
and kiss my mom goodbye
get in the car and try to warm up
it’s 44 degrees outside
and my car feels like a freezer
my sunglasses have been sitting in the car
the frame slowly cooleld by the declining temperatures
I try to warm it up in my hands before putting them on
but the sun is blinding
so I slip on the glasses and my face is frozen by the outline of the frames
I like the early morning
but I hate the early morning
I want to stay cuddled in my bed
under my two blankets
and all my pillows
I want to be woken up by kevin’s tiny footsteps outside my door
wondering why I’m still asleep while noon is approaching
but instead
the alarm goes off at 7:15
I don’t get out of bed until 7:35
the first few minutes of the drive are the worst
then he heater does it’s work
and by the time i hit the freeway all is well
I change lanes several time throughout my morning journey
I catch a glimpse of a woman who has the same lane change in mind
the lane is not completely clear
but I make my conquest anyway

Written/Contributed by Anita Siraki

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