wk 2 Assignment
Topic: Portrait
An Elevator Ride
This morning I woke up to my alarm clock, which has been snoozing on and off for about an hour since eight. Fighting the heavy eyelids, I opened my eyes, unfocused staring at the blank, white ceiling. I still felt drowsy, my brain rejected to function and my limbs refused to move. For a split second, I couldn’t even remember who I am. Why am I waking up so early in the morning? What do I look like? What am I? Who am I?
I got out of the bed, unconsciously putting my clothes on, dragging my feet to the bathroom. As I squeezed the toothpaste onto my toothbrush, I looked up to the mirror, and then I finally remembered who I am. Most importantly, I also remembered why I have to wake up so early in the day.
Topic: Portrait
An Elevator Ride
This morning I woke up to my alarm clock, which has been snoozing on and off for about an hour since eight. Fighting the heavy eyelids, I opened my eyes, unfocused staring at the blank, white ceiling. I still felt drowsy, my brain rejected to function and my limbs refused to move. For a split second, I couldn’t even remember who I am. Why am I waking up so early in the morning? What do I look like? What am I? Who am I?
I got out of the bed, unconsciously putting my clothes on, dragging my feet to the bathroom. As I squeezed the toothpaste onto my toothbrush, I looked up to the mirror, and then I finally remembered who I am. Most importantly, I also remembered why I have to wake up so early in the day.