The Best Among The Best

Daylight came smacking me in the face, filtering through the flaky panes of the nearby window at just the right angle to deliver maximum retina-burning output. 

I tossed and turned around the bed a few times before it quickly dawned on me that my mattress had never been this comfy. Then, like a mummy to his recently disturbed sarcophagus—I arose.

Amanda's bedroom looked a lot homelier when in the warm light of a crisp winter morning. The events of the night before barreled at me all at once in a mixture of emotions, sensations, and actions that all stood in great contradiction of each other when mashed together. 

Honestly, regarding last night, I gotta say… could have been a whole lot worse, but really nevermind that now, it's behind me now. I'm here, I'm alive… a grateful observer to the drops of snow outside glimmering to the soft rays of a brand new day.