A cold winter morning
I am lying on a white, sandy beach with the blazing sun beating down directly on my bronzed summer body. I notice the attractive, Puerto Rican Cabana boy heading over to refill my newly empty Margarita glass. I look around my private beach and at the crystal clear, sparkling ocean water inviting me warmly in to its open arms. I get up from my comfortable bed on the sand, walking slowly to the water. The sand is burning my bare feet with such intensity that I speed my walk up almost into a jog. As I reach the waterfront I stop, as a tumbling wave is heading toward my glazing body; I step closer to be in its direct path. I glide in with such grace, I prepare myself for the cool, refreshing bath. I hear a siren screaming, I look around in a panic as it is hurting my ears and giving me an intense headache. My beach is drifting away, then it is gone. The warmth my body feels is gone. I open my eyes; I am in my dark, lifeless room. My alarm clock is going off and the sound can only be compared with dragging your fingernails across a chalkboard. I turn it off. My sunny beach has been push out of my thoughts and replaced with a chill that penetrates straight to the bone. I would pay one hundred dollars to just get
My bare feet hit the wood floor feeling as if I am walking on an ice rink; I head to the bathroom. I move slowly not to over work my groggy, half asleep joints. The warmth can almost rival that of my heavenly shower. I can still feel the dew from my so long ago shower as I enter the room. My house is now sympatric to me, delivering me scolding hot water. I turn the hot water on; my old house sends me frigid cold water rushing over my head. I look around the dark lifeless shapes I had looked past have turned into my newly remodeled bathroom. A fresh blanket of snow had fallen over the night. The world is yet again a wonderful place. I hear noise as my sister is in the bathroom and starting her shower. My stride quickens, turning in to a full out run, as I do not want to be caught as the thief of the hot water. I am quiet like the wind blowing through the tundra, disturbing none as I pass. I put my contacts in and the world is brought into focuses.
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