Get Up – Jina Wallwork
The wind interrogates the trees and I listen to their conflict from within the warmth of my bed. These blankets envelop me within an eternal summer. I’m surrounded by the flowers of spring and the warmth of a season that has drifted out of fashion. I want to hibernate through the winter. Although, I find myself constantly reminded of tasks I could be doing. I imagine that a bear would understand my desire to withdraw and wait for spring. We could share a cave and conserve our energy. I deliver my proposal and it is greeted with anger. This animal reminds me that I’m not a bear. As the alarm clock shivers, this beast pounds my unconscious into retreat. It’s time to awaken and surrender the warmth of my bed. Life is happening within this moment, and I need to greet it.