Something is Amiss

The sun was not up and shadows danced their final waltz as I flipped the light switch. “Ah coffee, I need coffee,” my first thought on any given morning. Something was different though, something was amiss; what am I not seeing?

As I poured in the water, I giggled at the additional shadows the light created for the final waltz. Patiently waiting by the door the girls began to do the, “Let me out, I have to pee dance” and I obliged them. As the door came to I again felt that tug, “Something was not right, something is amiss; what am I not seeing?”

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