Good Day?

Through bleary eyes she rolled back the duvet and sat upon the edge of the bed, having hit the snooze button only once on her alarm. The morning light was winning its own personal battle with the curtains offering no need to venture to the light switch. It made a change from the sound of rain.

Suitably awake, she opened the top drawer where her underwear lived and pulled out at the first attempt, matching bra and briefs.

“Wow!” she thought, “Today may actually be a good day.”

It was indeed a rare occasion, so much so that not even her socks matched on a daily basis. Was this indeed an omen for another rarity, a good day?

Copyright: authorchrisbrown


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