my right side of the bed :)

4:00am...

5:00am..

Awakened by the sound of my cellphone. Hearing it's loud sound, a razor running through the head of my brother, chopping of his hair until it is no longer visible. I opened my eyes, seeing it's still dark, I lazily, grabbed and pressed snooze and slept again for a few minutes. Or maybe several minutes, until I can see the rays of the sun coming through my window. I always wake up on my right side of the bed.

What is my right side of the bed?

Literally, the right side of my bed is a blank leche flan-ish-yellow wall. Seeing the blank yellow walls, feeling my pillows, under my head, another one between my thighs and another one that I hug really tight, I knew I was awake and saw the sunlight that tells me it's already 530am. I stretch a little bit, bury my face under the blanket and feel my bed for the last time until I jump out of bed and sit at the foot of it. I like sitting at the food of my bed. Right at the foot of my bed is my window. I can hear my aunt and our neighbor talking and laughing, at the bakod where we call it bakod-online. I shouted, "online nanaman kayo. ang aga mag-online eh." then laughed out loud. :)

my other right side of the bed is, when I sit near my window, and feel the heat of the sun touching my face. And when I peak and lean outside my window, you will see the mountain and Laguna Bay sparkling at its foot and feel the rays of the sun, hearing the early honking sounds of the jeepneys and cars passing by, birds chirping cheerfully and smell freshly baked pandesal from our neighboorhood panaderia. Then, I start to say my thankful morning prayer.

That's me, waking up at the right side of my bed. :)

How about you?