When Kim opened her eyes that morning, it was to the sound of water splashing against the outside of the house. Instinctively she knew that it wasn't time to wake up. She relied on her internal clock as she hated being awakened by the sound of an alarm clock (even if it was playing some soft Maxwell tune--but especially if it was a loudmouthed DJ's morning show). Kim allowed her eyes to drift closed again as her stomach began to rumble.
'Should not have eaten garlic pizza for dinner when I had Indian buffet for lunch..'. She thought as she fell asleep.
When her eyes opened again, she knew it was time. Reaching for her glasses the darkened room slowly came into focus as she slipped them onto her face. She glanced at the clock; 6:15, and then smiled to herself as she remembered her conversation with Ben the night before. Once she was on the bus to work, she checked her message and he'd already sent her the text that she had grown accustomed to receiving each morning.
Happy Friday, indeed. How could it be anything else? A Friday is always happy, Kim thought to herself as the bus let her off just a block from her workplace. Ewww it was raining and cold and her feet had gotten wet, but who cared?! It's Friday!