The high pitched *beep beep* of neighbors unlocking their car doors. Coffee in hand, dressed as if they mean something to somebody. Birds chirp on the windowsill. School buses ravage by. The sun has begun to make her daily appearance, casting rays of light through the drapes. I lay in bed. Exhausted from another wonderful, sleepless night. Glancing at the floor beside me, my canine friend is still fast asleep, the lucky bastard. Motivation is pulling another no call, no show this morning yet I drag myself to the shower. As I stand, water running down my back, I think to myself; 'even though I may have barely enough gas to make it into work, I have nothing to eat for breakfast and I borderline despise my job.. I have a somewhat sane mind as well as a fairly healthy body. And not to mention, I have a lovable canine friend, who greets me every day with the utmost, bouncing off the walls excitement and pure, unadulterated happiness. In return for saving her life, she saves mine everyday. For that I am thankful and for her I survive.