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Dawning: A Short Story
My eyes awakened with the sun; slowly with a yawn. It was a small gesture signifying the release of a long night and the welcoming of a new day. My hair stuck up in all directions like a cute porcupine full of unlovable quills. Trudging, I made it to my destination: the coffee maker. Half blind, within the endings of a dream-filled coma, I poured the coffee in the maker while smiling at the aroma.
After a few minutes of the counter holding me up, I poured a cupful of hope into my favorite mug. Before I allowed the ticking of the clock to remind me of what I had to do that day, I reveled in the brief ecstasy of consumed sugar and caffeine. Sigh, to-do lists attacked my little world like soldiers breaking into vacations, holidays, weekends, and students' summers. I closed my eyes: sandy beaches, misty mountains, deep valleys, golden rivers, magical places ...anywhere but here. And then I realize that I have a here and I have a job and I own things and I know people. So, I smile a crooked smile, gulp the rest of my brain-heightening coffee, and go put on bright, shiny clothes that match my newly acquired, positive attitude.