A day of perfect clouds 1

 Chapter I  part 1

Waking up is never easy. Especially when you are dreaming of..., well, yes dreaming of what exactly? I knew I had been dreaming but every time I thought I rememberred it was gone again. Every time I tried to look at a dream image it hid itself behind other thoughts, never giving me a good enough look to recognize it. And the impossibility to remember this dream wasn't the only thing! I had this strange feeling something else had changed. Nothing in the room looked different though but something felt different...                                                                   

That was the whole problem this morning: something was definitely different but what?

Well, I still had to get out of bed no matter what lay waiting for me this day. I had to go to the loo some time. Sometimes being practical makes you bolder than you would normally be. So I got up, still half sleeping, and walked to the bathroom. Whatever was awaiting me this day would have to wait untill I had properly woken up...