A Different Tuesday Morning

By: Richard Huang

At six A.M., the alarm shattered my dream,

I could hardly open my eyelids and stop the “Wave*.”

But I had to get up and receive a sunbeam

because I need to run in order to start my day.

After I changed my clothes and washed my face,

I walked down the stairs and into the kitchen.

Drinking filtered water in front of the fireplace,

thinking of the camp that I had to attend.

I ate my breakfast in a hurry,

because the time is running closer to seven.

I forgot the equipment to carry,

but fortunately, I arrived at the beginning of the session.

Only ran two miles but my shirt is full of sweat,

better take off my shirt so that it doesn’t get wet.

*An apple alarm named “Wave”