episode two: late, again.

it sounds. the alarm.

her arm flies over her head. she instinctively slides the switch off. she glances to her left, where the sun has begun shining through the vertical blinds, and then sinks deeper into bed, pulls the covers up to her neck and turns the other way. she shuts her eyes tightly and falls back asleep.

moments later, her body shakes violently awake. she raises her left arm, slowly, like lifting a brick, to glance at the watch on her wrist. 8:02 am.

"shit," she mutters, almost inaudibly.

she throws the covers off, stands up and wanders out of her bedroom, still asleep.

19 october 1999