Maddison Harmer
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A Patient Mind and A Broken Soul
Charlotte (Wednesday 3rd September) 5:43 am. That is what time my phone screen annoyingly read when I woke up this morning. Annoying because my alarm wasn't due to go off for another seventeen minutes and I had woken up early for my long day ahead. Despite waking up early it was hard to stay annoyed as my little black kitten Rocky was looking cuter than ever asleep on the pillow next to me. After waking and playing with Rocky for a few minutes I decided to just get up and start my day so I arose from my bed, lazily pulled on my dressing gown and hobbled downstairs to the kitchen. Whilst drinking my heavily sugared mug of tea and crunching on my also heavily sugared cornflakes I attempted to watch the morning news. By this time it was 6:15 and I had an hour till I had to leave, so I decided I had time to make myself look fairly presentable for my first day at work. I opted for my signature 1950s makeup look with some loose curls and a cute monochrome dress paired with dainty black heels.
By Maddison Harmer6 years ago in Journal