The Color Green

She, fades in to the concreteness of reality and, Awakes in the early bird singing part of the day, lying Motionless on her hay. Her arms and legs and head feel heavy, as if they are held down with bricks. Her large green eyes are open wide as She takes in the silence for only but a moment. Soon her thoughts begin to pop in… make sure and remember to finish that… oh ya pay that bill… I need to call mom about that… like popcorn in her head, they over take the morning stillness in her mind. Before the popcorn of the day threatens to invade Completely, she pulls her led arm to the night stand Next to her bed. She takes hold of her weapons of chose, her Journal, pen And, chapter three of Philippians. Pressing on, despite the gravity plagued body, she writes her to do List of the day: organize closet, get oil in car changed. Next, some notes of reminder: buy cat food, pay rent, have lunch with Sarah. She doesn’t forget to write her hopes for a new car, and a trip to the beach when s