It all began as the sun arose from the dust filled mountains in the horizon.
The coolness of the night still held strong against the ever approaching day.
I stared at the ceiling, from the comfort of a bed too small for an average man. Some numbers glow dimly from a clock on the night stand. To reduce the blurred image, my glasses are put on and I see 5:59 a.m.’s impeding presence.
The alarm clock’s chime is never allowed to ring. For some unknown reason I’ve been waking up a full minute before it is set to go off every morning.
This continual lapse of 60 seconds has become a part of me. This is how it all began…
today.
