Love, Poetry, & Coffee

~ 35 ~

A distant chirping enters my ears, while a glint of sunlight strikes down straight to my closed eyelids. Of course, my eyelids flutter, fighting the energy to open them. I refuse to wake up in this... Uncomfortable sleeping position. Setting out to open my eyelids, I was immediately aware that was a mistake. I can feel my eyes burning at the direct shine of the sun through my window. That's weird, I have never forgotten to close the curtain before going to sleep. When I attempt to lift up my head, there's a problem with that. I must have cracked a bone somewhere around my spine, since that fixed the stuff neck I was experiencing. Holy shit (Oh, hey, I swear this early in the morning) how the hell did I sleep last night? I finally gaze up from my... Desk? Damn, I've fallen asleep on my computer desk. Now my whole upper body seems to be feeling a bit stiff.

Wait a minute, if I have fallen asleep on the computer desk. I carefully drag a hand towards where my computer mouse is, but the amount of me caressing the desk, I couldn't find the mouse. My head turns towards my empty hand and attempt to look around for the computer mouse. Huh, somewhere in my sleep state, I must have pushed it off the desk. That's the only explanation I can think of on why is my computer mouse hanging beside the desk like its life is on the line. Heh, on the line, wire... Another thought entered my mind, a thought that might have made me use fewer muscles than looking for the mouse. I should have just click on any of the keys on the keyboard. I can't blame myself for being that stupid, I just woke up, and my brain is processing on the situation.

After a while of struggling to reach out for the computer mouse, I've finally had my computer mouse in hand and on my desk. Dragging the mouse an inch around, the screen in front of me comes back to life and I can feel my eyes going blind. Where are my eyeglasses when I need them? My eyes slowly focus on the screen, and once I'm comfortable with the burning in my eyes, I let out a sigh of relief at the sight of my work. Good, the computer had saved the document. Studying the words on the screen, it seems like I had been writing a whole prologue and maybe like—scrolling up to see if I had labeled the chapters—three chapters now. If I'm being honest right now, this is the furthest progress I had made in these past months. I usually quit writing when I'm somewhere around the chapter one and a half. After studying the manuscript, I just noticed the bunch of keyboard smash at the end, so that's where I decided to sleep on the keyboard. Luckily, somewhere around my sleep state, I had pushed the keyboard away from my face, so there's not much of a gibberish typing to remove on the document. The easiest way to do this is to drag my mouse from the start of the keyboard smashing and to the end of it before pressing the backspace key. I would have pressed both Ctrl and Z keys, but I'm afraid on how far back it would go.

After beings satisfied with my writing, I make sure to spam Ctrl and S keys for about ten times before closing the document. With a merciful heart, I boot off my computer, since it's been on sleep throughout the night. Slumping down on the chair, attempting to stretch my arms as I watch the screen turn off. When was the last time I work out? I don't quite remember, but I can hold off the thought of working out since I'm happy with my body.

At the corner of my sight, my phone's screen turns on with a quick vibration, someone's messaging me and I bet it is from Aileen. I mean, she's the only one who can message me since she's the only person who has my contacts. Perks of having a new phone, no one in the past can reach out for me—except for my mom and dad, but I think they're too busy to reach out for me. I wonder how my folks are doing. I hope that they're doing just fine managing their restaurant back home. With a sigh, I'll reach out for them when I'm ready because looking around my room, that's enough proof to know that I'm not ready.

Reaching for my phone, I set out to check on Aileen's message.

Aileen: Just so you know, Constance waiting for you in the lobby.