Early Frost

I flipped my pillow around to the other side of the bed like I said I would, and now every morning when I wake up I see a thick line of evergreens. For about half a minute, when I am still bleary-eyed and just slightly disoriented, all I see is bright grey sky and dark green tree. My heart races. I think it has snowed.

In this way, I trick myself into getting out of bed every morning.