Everytime she woke up late, she felt the need to lay awake in bed a little longer, sometimes ten minutes, sometimes more. Not turning , doing nothing. It was a shabby excuse, a way to say I am not the late comer today.
Joining the world too late in its activities was pretty embarrassing. Today she mentally groaned, the words barely passing her lips as a grunt when she discovered she was late again. The world conference had begun while she was yet to employ her full reasoning faculties.
Waking up late never put you in the lead. She sneaked a peak at her phone which read 15% battery, under her pillow and buried her head back in the pillow. Boldly written across the screen 8:37 TUESDAY 26TH JANUARY.
She got out of bed grateful that only one roommate was in. They had been over the “you did not wake me up” thing so much she was past caring. But what of phone alarm? Body alarm? She drew the cold bucket of water from under her bed and rushed to the bathroom.
P.s: Yesterday marked a year since I made my first WordPress post. Not that I joined but that I published a post. I was scared of posting ehn!