I woke up to Mr.Sun peeking through the curtains caressing my face ever so gently as if saying "wake up sleepy head,get up and you got dragons to slay today".
But like a stubborn,sleepy child,I tugged the edges of my blanket closer to my chest instead,tighter than I should as I bury my face on my pillow.
I closed my eyes and inhaled on the nostalgia of a happy,carefree childhood.
Of the sweet life it was.
How wonderful it is to wake to mornings like this but the "dragons" are persistent.
I gotta do what I gotta do.
I stared at the ceiling for a moment,wishing I could linger in bed longer and catch on lost sleep or just soak in the comfort that cold and quiet Saturday mornings bring.
Perhaps,the "dragons" won't mind if I do.