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I fell asleep and woke up four thousand years later? I made a point of setting the alarm on my phone to make sure it would wake me up an hour earlier in the morning due to daylight saving time. The meeting tomorrow was a great opportunity. My book was being turned into a mini-series. I set the phone alarm. No big deal, right? It shouldn’t have been. I woke up an hour early. Mission accomplished. I wouldn’t be late. Good beginning to the spring season. Great! Something...
The most surprising thing about Amari was that she was never surprising when he was with her. It was only afterwards when he was trying to think of words to describe her, if he ever were to tell anyone. He always called her a girl, but said out loud, that sounded like a five-year old. She was as tall as one of the young women who danced every Friday night in the village. She was far older than that though she didn’t look it and she never counted. Still, the word “girl” stuck in his mind. She was a pretty g...
BEEP. BEEP. BEEP.Alarm blaring. Shit. Blanket: Thrown. Lights: On. Closet: Disaster. Pants: Clean (hopefully). Shirt: No, not that color. Yes, that one...
I am never one to complain, but ...I am really not a big fan of daylight savings! I always end up feeling as though I either get too much sleep or not enough! And not to mention the hunger pains between meal times because my body has to adjust to waiting an extra hour! Priscilla my Burmese "soul animal" is not happy with her meal times being changed either! I mean she is royalty after all! She has a particular routine she likes to follow and if by chance it gets interrupted, hell hath no claws like a Burmese cat not pampered to her...
Boom. An explosion rattled the building and shook me out of my sleep. I groaned and rolled over in my bed. “Five more minutes,” I muttered.Another explosion sounded in the distance. I sat up groggily and checked my digital bedside clock. It was turned off.
I frowned at my clock. It would have been frowning back, I'm sure, if it hadn't been digital and had a real face. Daylight savings. Spring forward. The bane of my existence. I loved spring, I really did, with all the plants and warmer days, but I loathed setting my clock forward. But forward I did set it, and rested the little black box on my nightstand, the red numbers mocking me even as I climbed beneath the covers and turned off my lamp. When I woke it was to the sound of my alarm clock's perpe...
I'm in bed scrolling through memes for what seems like 10 minutes, I decide to turn over on my side to continue my time wasting when my clock catches my eye, 10:30pm flashes brighter than floodlights on a football field. Shoot! I think to myself as I put down my phone and grab my clock, setting the alarm one hour ahead for daylight savings time because I forgot to do it yesterday. I let out a huge sigh as I hang my head low, ...
“Ugh!” I grumble. “Tomorrow’s daylight’s saving time! Is this the one where we jump ahead or go back?”“This is the one where we spring forward,” Mary replies over the phone. “Get it spring forward because it’s spring?!”“It’s not funny when you explain,” I reply curtly.“Wow, you really are testy.”“I just want things on track and right now they aren’t.”“I hear you hon. Go to bed early and remember to set your alarm. I don’t want you being late for brun...
Friday, April 3, 2020 The homeschool day was over. Ever since COVID-19 started, schools all across the globe had been canceled. Mine included. Our classes did ZOOM calls, and Google Classroom meetings, but it just wasn't the same. I missed my friends. Sure I face-timed them like every day, but it didn't feel right. I sighed and headed off towards the kitchen to make some dinner. I heard inten...
After a long and boring day of high school, homework, and binge-watching some TV shows I was tired. Naturally, I got ready for bed and flopped down onto my mattress exhausted. How can monotony be so tiring? Before I nodded off I remembered that it was daylight savings time and I needed to wind my clock forward an hour. Although my watch and phone automatically synced to the new time, my grandfather’s old pocket watch needed to be wound. It had been stuck on what is right n...
You think the world is dull, but that’s because you have never peered into the nooks and crannies where magic still lingers.Look hard enough, and you can see the cracks where it bleeds through into our world. You might hear the steady drip-drip-drip as it seeps into the foundation of reality. Close your eyes and you might even feel it swirling behind your mind. It’s everywhere, hovering just out of sight, like a shadow in a bright beam of sunlight. All it needs to become visible is a slight shift in perspective.
It was spring forward, and I went ahead and set my clock forward before bed. I crawled into bed and laid down, waiting for sleep to come to me. After several hours of tossing and turning, I finally gave up on sleep. I pulled a book out of the large bookshelf next to my bed and started to read.* * * * *I woke up to a ...
Today’s the day. It’s finally the first day of spring. I can’t believe it’s been 3 years. So much has happened since then. Mom died. Kaylie graduated high school. Mathew and I broke up. It’s bizarre. I force myself out of bed and go to the living room to see if Dad’s awake. He's sitting there on his phone when he notices me come in. “Want some breakfast sweetheart?” he asks. I shake my head,
ONE It was an hour before my enforced bedtime. My mother and future mother in-law had overtaken my house insisting my last single evening be as comfortable as possible—translation. Absolute hell. I was to marry the handsome Robert at a lavish spring wedding tomorrow, all sounded wonderful. Like a spring l...
Elle shifted uneasily in her heels, the shimmering fabric set around her waist swaying fluidly. A grand doorway towered before her, decorated with flowerless vines and weaved straws of wheat. Their rich scent hung sweetly in the air. Faint music floated through the passageway. Elle stilled herself, letting the notes mingle with the whispers of the trees. She exhaled, clenched her eyes shut, and plastered a smile on her face. Leaving the calming presence of nature behind he...
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