Morning Thoughts

My sheets are scattered across my mattress and my pillows are just as sporadic. And I, seemingly lifeless, lay beneath the covers gaining thought. The light of sunrise is painting the walls of my bedroom with it's modest rays that manage to dance through my window. The light is gently filtered through my comforter as intense thoughts perform a fast paced fox trot past the temporal and frontal lobes of my brain. Bringing a cease to my R.E.M. rejuvenation, I'm finally awake...not yet attentive but mindful. Dreams that were forgotten have now plagued my conscious state.