I turn off my phone and set it back on the dresser. Just as I snuggle back under the covers, I hear my upstairs neighbor’s alarm going off. The muffled blare goes on for several seconds before blissfully stopping. For a minute or so I hear the vague sounds of him moving around before quiet returns.
I take a deep breath, and hope to go back to the dream I was having about my ex-girlfriend’s sister.
My poor neighbor will be trudging through the rain on his morning commute, while under my warm blankets things are so peaceful. A nice relaxing day, all because I told my boss I threw up breakfast.