She lay there in the dark chill of her bunk and tried to ignore the grating beep of her alarm. It had pulled her out of the deep dark hole of sleep a few minutes before but she always hated that damned sound. It might have had something to do with the fact that she slept so much better out here. No traffic noise, no birds to wake her, no sun coming up and invading her room through her windows. The sun was always up out here, but it only came in when she wanted it too. Continue reading
Words Have Teeth 