A Sticky Awakening 

When you open your eyes at exactly 6am and your very first thought is of chocolate.  So you get up and find that milk chocolate Santa figure that your mom gave you on Christmas morning.

You crack its head off, pick up the loose pieces since it’s a hollow character, and then crawl back into the comfort of my bed. 

Fast forward about 2 hours. I figure I might as well get up and make some sort of attempt to face the day. I roll over, stretch, and with utter dismay, my hand touched something warm. 

My chocolate Santa clause head. Or should I say Pieces of it … totally melted and smeared into both my sheets and my pajamas.  

Good morning to me. 



About Secret Stains

I wanna do something that matters, say something different, something that sets the whole world on it's ear. i wanna do something better with the time I've been given and I wanna try to touch a few hearts in this life to prove I was here. I apologize if I seem absent minded sometimes. Sometimes I forget I'm still awake and say things out loud. Inside I am beginning to burst at the seams. There are so many secrets ... so many scars ... so many stains. This is me. Welcome to my world.
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One Response to A Sticky Awakening 

  1. manyofus1980 says:

    Oh gawd, not cool. What a mess! FML is right. XX


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