6:08- Alarm clock wins the fight.
6:16- A too-short shower, just cold enough to rinse off the clinging tendrils of sleep.
6:23- Bundled up against the dark morning.
6:25- Car won’t start. #%*@^&!
6:29- Waste 2 minutes searching for gloves, pull bike out of storage.
6:30- Sleet and freezing rain. Lovely.
6:51- Chain my cold bike to the cold bike rack with a cold chain in this cold weather.
6:53- Grocery store opens at 7. Stand in the rain, muttering dark oaths.
7:03- Sleepy punk-rocker associate finally opens the door.
7:04- Pound of coffee in hand, paying in damp cash.
7:05- The key. The key that always hangs on the corner hook in the kitchen. The key that is hanging on the corner hook. The key to my bike lock…
7:07- Running home. I needed the exercise anyway.
8:10- Fresh mug of french pressed coffee.
8:12- She walks in the door.
7 hours earlier
1:15am- She looks at her paper, then at me.
“I finished it, but I’ll never be able to stay awake in class….”