My mother person finally succeeded in pestering me into having a blog. Though I have to thank her I do enjoy writing quite a bit.
The sun awoke hours ago, it's light pierced my eyes waking me from my slumber prematurely. I grumbled in response, burrowing further into my feather quilt to escape the annoying rays. The new found darkness allowed me to once again to dream of distant lands, familiar faces, and sugar plumbs. This time my dreams were short for my mother awoke me after only two hours later with a warm kiss to my forehead. A mother's kiss is always warm and always welcomed even if the child cringes. They always love smooches from mother, they just don't want anyone else to know.
And that was my morning.
Write more soon.
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