The Hours We Always Miss

You are walking with your loved one down an old wooden bridge in the middle of forestry, carrying an innertube and sunscreen. You aren't really sure where you are, or what's going on, everything is a big happy blur. Your loved one is wearing those sexy shades, the ones with the white rim on the edges. Suddenly, you don't know how you got there, but you are jumping into a pond. You close your eyes, and dive right in.

You open up your eyes and see blackness. What just happened? Maybe you're still underwater. You wait a moment, then realize you are oddly warm and snuggled. Looking to your shoulder you see the green lights of your alarm clock, 2:31, huh. Your thought process is slowly coming in, like a hole in the sand, slowly filled by ocean current. The first thought coming to your mind is yesterday. Such an amazing day. That reminds you, tomorrow is supposed to be better. You remark how silent it is, like the world has shut up for a moment. You analyze every detail of tomorrow, planning what you'll do, what to wear, how to act.

You think and think and suddenly you are in pitch blackness again. You open your eyes and you're just coming out of the water. You see that loved one laughing. You still have no clue what's going on. You just go with it, following the blur of the world surrounding you.

Suddenly you hear ringing, a constant beep. It interrupts everything, confusing the hell out of you. You must stop that noise. Opening your eyes you instinctually slap something over your shoulder. You don't know why, it just felt right. Looking over you realize it's your alarm clock, which is now silent. You hear laughter, realizing it's the neighbor's kids outside. You're unaware why, but today feels like an amazing day, and you somehow know everything you're going to do. You get up and look for specific clothes. You don't know why, it just feels right. Once you're dressed you leave your room, forgetful that you've started you day 6 hours ago.