Monica

I wake up feeling light and full of energy, a smile already spreading across my face as I sit up in bed. My nightie has ridden up along my thighs, but I don’t bother fixing it. I grab my phone from the nightstand and check the time, only nine in the morning. I toss it back down and get to my feet, stretching my arms high above my head.

Still smiling, I wander over to the window and pull the curtains open. Sunlight pours in, bright and warm, washing over my skin and making everything feel fresh. I close my eyes for a moment and take a slow, deep...