The Beginning of my Day
Oh boy…the alarm is buzzing. And I was having such a nice dream too. Groaning, I open my eyes. It’s dark, but that’s because I’m curled up underneath the bedsheets. I don’t want to come out from here, from this nice, dark, warm place. But the alarm is buzzing and the only way to stop its noise is to get out, cross the room and tap the button. My owner designed the room to do that. ...