Warmth in the Darkness

I'm currently listening to: "Woman Trouble" by Artful Dodger

The heat woke me up. Maybe it was the dream. I'm not too terribly sure either way, but I was awake for just a few minutes before my alarm went off. It's nice like that. You have some time to regain your bearings before the music catapults you out of the bed and across the room to turn of the radio. It didn't feel like it was a jeans and jacket day. It just didn't seem right for the weather, even though I hadn't even looked outside yet.

Too lazy and late to find socks, I grabbed my sandals. You know the pair... I think Jess even lent me the Krazy glue to repair them two months ago. I've been careful to repair them whenever they need it. After, all- I wear my shoes until they fall apart at all of the seams. I was wearing these even when they had rocks inside the soles from a canoeing trip. It was saved from the waters at different points in time, and if I do wear them again for such a purpose, I'm tying them to my ankles.

Just in case I was terribly wrong about the weather, I grabbed my brother's hand-me-up jacket. I stepped outside- beautiful. Like late summer. Like September wasn't already behind me. Before I even reached the bus stop, it was tied around my waist. With my sleeveless top and khakis, I didn't have to worry about not being seen by cars in the dark. With music in my ears and heart I felt the bookbag tug against my fist, grumbling on the ground, but keeping up with my steady clip. I caught my reflection in Chippewa Glass and Mirror. Me. Just being me.

But mirrors are for another post. And I have to get to class.