Comfy, warm, relaxed. There is anything better? Well perhaps having consciousness, but you can't always have everything no? Beside being awake is overrated and...
What's that noise?
"..ke..p" Mmmmm, really damn bugs, now i was saying...again?
"..keup" Bothersome, so what i am gonna do? Ok scratch that, eh, yeah i know dreaming! Now let's see
"Wake up!" Hmm, what?
"WAKE UP! YOU USELESS SON OF MINE!!!" AHHHHHHHHHHH!
I jump from what i recognize to be my bed, then...pain.....my back!
The cheerful, annoying voice of your mother greet you, yeah great, go figure the goodbye: "Good morning sonny, rise and shine in this beautiful mornings!" Ugh, why?
I try, mind you i really am, to open my heavy, tired eyelids and, expecting to be blinded by the strong light of the sun coming from the window, i try to look towards my door in the, as always, vain hope to not feel the fastidious hitch that come from being waked up so rudely up front the strongest source of light of this world.
I ready myself from the pain and start to greet mother, why i am so tired? What....what time is it?
"God...yawn, good morning mom" i try to remove the paste that is my semi-solidified saliva in my mouth: "How are you doing today" small talk, yeah, try not to greet her with at least some affection and you Will regret it the whole day, been there
My eyelids, finally reply to my direct command, and what i see..
"MOM! It' 5:30 in the Morning! What in Tartarus...."
Mom: "Honey, it's for your own good. I want that my son have the chance to get the best pokemon that professor Jeremy has to offer" I see that she has that dreamy look on her face again...shouldn't be i that...wait a minute
"MOM! The professor already promised me a pokemon, there is no need to get up this early!"
Mom slowly walk away towards the kitchen i presume: "Rubbish sonny, come down for breakfast and don't forget you gear!" I hate you mom
Mom with a mischievous tone: "I have prepared your favorite, with Lot's of chocolate, just for you.." I love you mom!
I grab the gear and i dress at supersonic speed, presenting myself in front of the kitchen table, i notice the empty chair and a tear caught me by surprise, mom of course notice it
Mom with a concerned tone: "Dear, it' everything alright?" No mom, it's nothing is alright since...
I try to sound convinced of what i am saying, but the result is less then decent"No mom it's..nothing" Since dad death last year i....
Mom: "Don't worry sonny, it will pass" Of course she got it, no enough
My voice return full of confidence: "Mom, really 5:30?" she laugh: "Yes 5:30, although i have tried to uselessly wake you up for a good half hour..." Mooooooom!
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