Letitia Parzych

S.A.D.

My alarm had gone off twenty minutes ago and here I still lay, staring at the little black book on my nightstand. It was Thursday that it came into my possession, and now on day two since our introduction it has haunted me with a perverse fortitude. The first night I left it on the kitchen counter, tossing it down with a slap and a two inch slide, the annoyance of it feeding my desire to see it as nothing significant to my life. However when I woke Friday morning it was there to greet me, questioning me as if I had forgotten the day before. There was something teasing about it that morning. But this morning, this morning it was being arrogant. I rolled over, turning my back on it and abandoning it for my morning routine.