The glare of the sun slowly penetrated the curtain as I turned over to sleep another 15 minutes. The sound of the ticking clock took me to a hypnotic place as a memory collided with familiar senses. Introspectively, I began to hear your laughter, and vivid clarity set in where I could see you smile again. I caught the scent of vanilla from your favorite perfume as the wind caressed your hair. You looked at me and told me to slow down as I sped past a series of cars. I grinned and pushed the gas pedal to the floor. Your eyes lit up, and you began laughing and yelling, "Slow down."
