Glaring light pierces my room, as my blanket hums a siren tune.

BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP

Slapping the snooze — It just won’t be quiet.

Clutching the clock, yanking the plug, remembering my blanket, warm and snug. Head hits the pillow — eyes filling with sand, I slip back into dreamland.

What’s this sensation — and what is that taste? Warm drool all over my face, reeking of kibble — I need toothpaste. Are you serious, world? This is my fate?

Standing up quick — not wanting a puddle. I get to the door — let the dog scuttle.

Checking my phone — not ready for the flood. “Oh no…” I mutter — remembering loads to lug.

Dig through the closet — snatching some clothes. Off to the bathroom — bad breath to dispose.

In the kitchen, an expedition for coffee. Frustration is my mug, and anxiety fills me.

Rush to the door — and the air freezes. Back to my room — grab a sweater for breezes.

Out of the house, almost jogging to the car. Reach for my keys — No clue where they are.

Back in the house — a flurry of shame, of guilt and remorse, with no one to blame. Grabbing my keys — back out to the car. Sit and — squish — window left ajar.

Rain crept in, under cover of night. Back inside for a towel — new pants might be right.

Find a towel, change my pants, no time, no patience for song or dance.

Back at the door — What did I forget? Scanning my mind — Pretty sure that’s it.

Escaping the house, into the car, slide in the key, give it a turn.

I sink in my seat, releasing what’s done. Of all the days to run late, why this one?

A sigh lets loose — my stomach tightens. My bladder whispers — “I need to lighten.” Back inside — without any glee, Guess I’ll be late — ’cause I have to pee!