a day for the record books( in progress)
|Prompt: starting and ending with this line” theres no other way to tell this story”
There really is no other way of telling this story. I'm not sure you are gonna believe this or not, but I'll tell you the truth. So here goes.
I had opened my eyes as the sun began to shine into the bedroom widow. I squinted, put my hand up to shade my eyes from the intense light from the Florida summer sun.
Once my eyes adjusted to the light, I slowly sat up right, wiped my eyes as I swung my feet off the edge of the bed and sat there while I stretched. The stretching didn't last long, then I stumbled to the bathroom, and got the water running for a shower.
The hot water cascaded over my naked body, and it felt incredible. The shower didn't last long. Shortly there after I emerged from the bathroom fully dry and energized, towel wrapped around my lower half. And within 10 minutes of the towel hitting the floor, I walked out of the bedroom, fully dressed in suit and tie.
And in record time I walked out into the morning sunshine, got in the car and drove to work. I found that the traffic was unusually light this day.