Extraordinary

I wake up on the other

side of the bed

with my alarm clock

pouncing

screaming

urging me to awake.

 

I look at the sun rising

over the cotton candy pink sky

that is covered by a swarm of

puffy white clouds

that I used to dream about

when I was a kid.

 

Then I

jump

leap

pounce

out of bed

realizing what day it is.

 

I search for my

favorite pair of jeans

and my favorite shirt

and denim jacket

which is

a little faded

and frayed

but I still love it

anyways.

 

I hurry

to get dressed

to brush my teeth

to glide downstairs

to eat breakfast

and to finally

get into the car.

 

 

 

In the car

I finally have time

to think

about

all the ways

my life will change

from this day

on.

 

Today is the

only day

I will feel

special

worthy

exceptional.

 

Today I will feel

extraordinary.

happy_the_dog

CA

13 years old

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