Can't Keep Going

Oh Hey

Alicia

It was just before dawn when I woke up. I'm pretty sure it's a Thursday, if any day, with like a thirty percent chance of rain. In New York, that's slang for 'Either you grab an umbrella or a really cool leather jacket.' I have this thing where I think too much so I spend half of my day scolding myself for thinking too far ahead. Live for the now. Act according to now.

So I did. My queen sized bed called for my return as I yanked myself out of it. I lugged my body, which seemed to be a million pounds heavier this morning, into the kitchen. The walls were white. All of my walls were white. But I'm not complaining, the kitchen would have been a lime green or hot pink if I hadn't convinced my elder sister, Caroline, otherwise. It might just be five in the morning, but I put water into the kettle anyway. Nothing beats home prepared, authentic tea.

My mind became oddly distracted as I began to pick out my close while trying to listen to all of the Black Veil Brides' albums in order. I pulled out my usual black jeans and flannel shirt. Choosing clothes was one of my favorite thing to do in the morning. Sometimes people say that they know what mood I am by what I'm wearing during the day. It didn't take me long to notice that my rose gold chain around my neck matched my watch as I put in my earring studs.

It'll be muggy later today and fancy clothes are overrated. I got dressed as I noticed a paper sticking out of my black Louis Vuitton backpack. 'Roses are Red, Violets are Blue, Hi there Alicia!' The note read in slightly curled hand writing, and that only means one thing: Jamie. As I slipped my black Supra's on, I figured that I was ready to go. My mother always says that I put too much sugar in my tea, and I noticed this morning when I had to open more than ten Dunkin' Donuts sugar packets just to satisfy my sweet tooth.

Both my umbrella and leather jacket were on the couch; both of them tantalizing me with their stares. Umbrella? Jacket? Umbrella? Jacket? Both? Jacket? Umbrella? I pondered my thoughts as I grabbed my leather jacket. Honestly, I hope that my car keys are in my bag. Once I got so tired after work that I forgot them in the car. Grabbing my sunglasses, I headed out to my Chevy Camaro. I say goodbye to my home and sat I'll see it later tonight.

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A/N: The picture on the side is Alicia :)