Every morning I stumble out of bed, throw on my bathrobe, and go through my daily routine. Before heading to the kitchen for breakfast, I like to open up just about all of the curtains in the entire house, starting with my bedroom. I enjoy having the natural light liven up the place. After I brush my teeth and shave, I head down the hall to check on Sabrina, my new visitor occupying my guest room.
“Knock! Knock! Good morning Sabrina, how are you today?”
I make sure to open her curtains as I continue our conversation.
“It’s such a beautiful day, Sabrina. Oh! and did you see the new carpet I installed for you?”
I sit beside her while simultaneously admiring her shocking gaze and running my fingers through her hair.
I check my watch, and its almost 7am.
“Look at that, almost time for breakfast. I’ll check in with you later,” I say as I walk out the door and close it behind me.
Before I can eat, I have to check my emails, so I head down to my office. This is the only room where I keep the curtains closed. The computer light is all I need. It creates a tunnel effect for me, and I can get so much work done that way. Some days I am working here for hours on end, but luckily this morning, I just had to send a quick but crucial email that would take me less than 5 minutes.
Finally, 7am is here, and I make my way back down the hall. I peak in on Sabrina, she still has not moved, and I continue to the kitchen to prepare my breakfast and start my day.
“It’s going to be a good day,” I say to myself as I enjoy my breakfast.
But today was different. Today felt different. I knew it was going to be a good day from the second, my doorbell rang.