Roderick

The entire house is quiet. It usually is this early in the morning on a Sunday. It’s the one day everyone seems to sleep in just a little, and after last night, I can’t say I blame them. Hell, if my body would let me sleep in, I would have, but I wake up every day at five, no matter how late I go to bed. I could get two hours of sleep or eight. It doesn’t matter, the most I can do is occasionally get a nap if I’m really dragging, but even that is rare.