I awoke this morning to the sound of a text message coming through my phone from across the room.
Don’t they know I’m allowed to sleep in today? I opened an eye in an attempt to peak at the clock, but I couldn’t read the numbers in the dark without my glasses. I stretched and rolled closer to my nightstand, fumbling for my glasses, in the midst of a duvet cocoon. The phone beeped again, and I knocked my glasses to the floor and they landed with a thud on-top of my laptop. I let out a sigh, and hung my head over the side of the bed in an attempt to reach them. The phone beeped again. What is so important this early in the morning?
Annoyed I sprung up and out of bed, picked up my glasses and headed to the phone, plugged in by the wall. Touching the screen it light up with the messages. One, asking me if frosting was an okay breakfast substitute. Another asking me if I’d mailed that post. And the last, a who do you think would win in this fight scenario. Which thankfully made me laugh, mainly as I had no idea who one of the characters was. And thus the day began.
I’m turning my phone to silent at night from now on.
What was the first noise you heard this morning?
What’d you have for breakfast?
And who do you think would win in a fight between Batman and Radioactive Man?