Ashley Ryland

Music Box

Start writing... I wake up suddenly, unsure of what might have woke me. The glaring, red numbers on my alarm clock let me know that it's four in the morning. "Great," I sigh, "I'm up before the sun. Again." I throw the covers back, and move to get out of bed. Without turning any lights on, I make my way through my tiny, one bedroom apartment to the kitchen. I set about the business of making tea; it's just too early for coffee. . . or is it too late?