this morning #1351.

this morning, i’d decided that i was done with sleeping in on weekends. done with wasting what little free time i had. when the alarm went off at 7am, i leapt from my bed. put on a pot of coffee. stretched. stripped down. hopped in the shower. came out feeling refreshed, smelling like a garden. threw on that flowy new dress that i’ve been itching to wear. twirled it out in front of the mirror. put on a striking red lipstick. blew a kiss to my reflection. curtseyed. grabbed my favorite flats & made my way back to the kitchen. halfway down the hallway, caught my toe on something sharp. turned my foot over to see what it was. there was so much blood. i felt my face run pale as i fell to the floor in a swoon.