7:30

This morning I woke up at 7:30. I cannot express how much I wanted to sleep just a few more minutes. Alas! I arose to the clean air, and threw my covers off. I've yet to have a cold shower so far, and it proved to be the same this morning. As I slumped off to class, I longed for my warm bed. The air bit through my clothes as the wind danced around me. I don't see how someone can stand outside for more than 5 minutes. Breakfast was pretty good. After class, I came back to my room to rest. I looked all around. So much familiarity. So much peace. It's times like these I realize how much I take for granted. How can I complain with all I've been graced with?