Early Saturday morning, just waking up from a nap that I should have taken earlier.
Sour taste in my mouth, I know what’s but don’t care. I’m quick to grab a drink of orange juice just to get rid of the taste.
I notice it’s 5 am but sadly I don’t feel like being up, combine a bowl a weed with tobacco now I’m slowly falling back to sleep.
Waking back up, the girl that was laying next to me is nowhere to be found but I can smell something that I love to eat in the mornings.
I walk to the kitchen and there she is cooking our favorite dish and that’s pancakes. Yum yum yum… I also smell turkey bacon and eggs but I only want the pancakes because to me that’s the best breakfast ever and happy Friday!