MORNING PERSON

As the morning breeze hit his skin he was startled in his sleep. He had not slept for more than an hour before the cocks started crowing. It had been an eventful night for all of them. He took the blanket from his face and was hit directly with sunshine on his face. He had not prepared himself for that. He covered himself quickly and groaned. He had been up all night thinking. Thinking about why he was the way he was. The blame game had time on for so long that it was time he thought about what was wrong with him.