Half awake, I felt the warmth of the comforter as it hugs my body,
refusing to release me from its hold.
I heard the trickling of rain drops on my rooftop.
I snuggled in the bed towards the wall.
I smiled as I drifted off to never never land.
As sheep number 50 jumped over the fence it disappeared –
sucked in by an instantaneous black hole.
The blaring sound echoed in the distance.
It got closer. Louder.
Pulled from my Shangri-La.
My eyes opened. Ears twitching. Cognitive ability resumed.
It was my alarm.
It was 7am…
and I needed to get ready for work!