random

My roomate wakes up obscenely early- like 6:30 am, which is like 2 hours after i go to bed. Through the thin partition between our rooms, i can see her lights go on around the same time i hear kids gathering outside at the bus stop outside our house. Living in a family neighborhood can be so startling...the sounds of buses criss crossing the intersection in front of our houses never fails to make me smile.
As my roomie leaves, i hear the bouncy steps of the dogs following her out the house.

Good morning.

So two hours later i actually wake up. The dogs are usually sleep outside my door and when i open it, they look up at me like its play time or something.

They follow me like some bodyguards, watching my every step and falling sleeping at feet. Queen for a day. I give them each a pat on the head before i head out the door. I look back as i see yellows face watching me as i walk down the street- until i disappear.

They're growing on me. I like that there are moving things in the house, the constant pit patter breaks the silence. Its nice to come home and have something jump up to you- happy as hell that you are home.

i dont know why im typing this- they just really warmed my heart this morning...