I slowly wake on the morning of my birthday a little confused. It's one of those mornings when you're dreaming while you slowly wake up and for a moment you think your dream is real. I roll from my side onto my back and stretch while I look out the window. It's a beautiful sunny day that makes me wish I could go outside.
When I fully shake away the grogginess I am absolutely overwhelmed by the smell of dew. This is nothing like what I was smelling before, now it's like dew on drugs. It feels like it's the only smell that exists in the world and I can't take a deep enough breath to smell it enough. I spring out of bed unable to stay relaxed while the smell drives me crazy.
I can't keep myself in my room long enough to bathe or get dressed. I go out in the kitchen in my pjs and see Killian
