You’re getting sleepy. You’re eye lids are heavy. Let your mind drift off into a deeeeeep sleeeeeeeeep.
When I snap my fingers you’re a pack rat again.
You woke up before anyone else in the house. You’ve eaten your CoCo Puffs and put on your park t-shirt. Now get on your Schwinn StingRay and ride down to the park.
Peddle faster to dodge that stream of water coming from the sprinkler hitting the walkway entrance to the park.
You can’t see a park director around so you keep riding your bike through the park toward the office.
Hey, wait a minute! There’s no other bikes in the rack. There’s still puddles of dew on the metal ping pong table.
What’s going on? The office door isn’t open yet.
But it’s a Thursday in July! Where’s everyone at?
Oops… it’s only 7:00 a.m.