If it wasn’t for the thought of seeing Rose in New York, I probably wouldn’t have been able to even stand at six AM the next morning.
I took a shower, put on some jeans and my black ACDC shirt, and jumped down the stairs two steps at a time.
Most of everything had already been packed for the trip in the car, so I took some time to eat a bowl of cereal before getting my duffle bag.

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The first hour or so of the trip was quiet, since my brother was sleeping, and my parents were obviously just as exhausted.
I was looking out the window with a broad smile across my face. Pleasant music flowed into my ears as I watched the sun come up oh-so gracefully to meet the yellow-blue sky.

The natural beauty of the sunrise made me think about Rose. I pictured the two of us embracing at the top of the empire state building, watching the sunset.
From this peaceful state, I drifted into unconciousness; the vision of Rose and I becoming more life like and vivid…