When I wake

The thoughts of the day in the air around me

A million thoughts at once, at I reach out

I grab one, it tells me to stand

I grab another, it tells me to go start my day

When I wake

The smells of all surrounding me

I breathe

The aroma of outside coming through the ghosts that wave in front of my window

Jasmine

The scent of my mothers incense

Reminding me where I am

Home

When I wake

The sound of the crow Next to my bed, who waits for 6:15 every morning

When I wake

The tastes of the people who were out and about inside my mouth as I slept come to me

Morning breath

When I wake

A thousand thoughts of what could become of today convince me to rouse.