A Nothing Day

Once upon a nothing day, Mary thought. She stretched herself into an upright position, swung her legs over the side of the bed and balanced the heels of her feet onto the box-spring. There she would stay perched for at least five minutes, staring blankly and wondering about her dreams.

Slowly and barely audible, a voice  interrupted  her thoughts.

“A nothing day …” The voice repeated and then began to sing softly, “Wake-up sleepy jean…Oh what can it mean to a ..Daydream believer…”.

So sweet the voice sings that Mary closed her eyes and lost herself inside the melody for another moment. That is all it took , this morning, to ease her into waking. With eyes half open she slid off the side of her bed, shuffled quietly past Anni’s closed bedroom door and down to the washroom. Mechanically she continued her morning routine. It wasn’t until she was sitting in the kitchen and sipping her first cup of hot coffee — upon full awakening –that she realized,

I didn’t say that out loud!

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5 Responses to A Nothing Day

  1. Hana says:

    Well done. You described that sleepy, still dreamy feeling really well. I liked the moment of realization at the end too.

  2. Jude says:

    Great use of vocab to bring the scene to life in a short passage. Look forward to reading more stories.

  3. Ann-Marie says:

    OH! Thank you for your comments! You would think I could describe how this makes me feel right now but — Im speechless! ;P (that’s rare)- again thank you- wonderful encouragement!

  4. becky_n says:

    Oh, and what happens next!!???? 🙂

  5. Ann-Marie says:

    Becky, I am working on the next part and plan to post it here–

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