I slowly open my eyes
And colors swim
Before me

Blurry but
As I blink rapidly,
The world grows
Clear.

I strain my ears
Listening for the
Tick tock
Of the bathroom
Clock.

I feel the soft,
Cotton sheets
Under me.

I breathe in…
The fresh smell
Of fall time breeze
Rolling through
My open window.

I try to reach for my
Digital world--
So close
Yet, so far.

But I stop myself…

And.

Close my eyes,
Yet again.
Using my magical senses
To explore
And enjoy

The time
We call
Morning.