Jay was used to the drama by now. It was the one thing he could count on to never be missing in his life. He didn’t hate it nor did he love it; he had just accepted it for what it was.
Perhaps his ability to dream helped a bit. He had been a Joseph since his childhood days and his happy place had remained as lovely and magical as the first time he visited it.
He had gone to bed fagged out hoping he wouldn’t have to get up any time before 9 the next morning – and under normal circumstances, since it was a Saturday, he really should have been able to sleep in.
But he was too tired that he forgot to turn off his alarm set for 7 am which he had set so as to complete a pending project.
When the high pitched ringing went off, he was pulled out of a very pleasant dream. It took him a minute to remember where he was and finding himself alone in bed made him a bit sad.
