Another Sunrise (10 minute short)

The sun peeked its still half-asleep head over the tops of the rolling hills.  It was morning but I chose to ignore it.  I lay awake contemplating the absurdity of popcorn ceilings and low budget British films.  Time trudged on at a pace that only felt it was just waking up too.  The light broke through the trees like a herd of horses as if something of dread was chasing after it-- and it was.  The thoughts of the oncoming storm that would be that very day flooded my mind and I have always been an awful swimmer.  As the noise grew thick around me my phone, indifferent to my internal suffering, rang the same alarm it has rang since the day it was purchased.  I don't know if I've ever hated a 30 second length of "music" quite like I hate that forsaken tune.  I swing my feet off the bed and on to the frigid floor.  "Today," I think to myself, "today will be extraordinary."