In the morning there's a huge difference between 6:00 and 6:05. My phone's alarm clock woke me up as normal, but I realized the time was 6:05. It was the new phone's annoying menu setup, I must have slipped my finger through the minute dial choosing the wrong time settings. It also has the annoying habit of leaving applications open throughout the night and which is why the battery is low. So I put it to charge while showering, instead of putting it on my back pocket like I usually do. Once in the shower I shaved, and I brushed my teeth. In routine I listened to the weather forecast on channel seven while having breakfast. My brain was in the routine, and in the routine my phone is on my back pocket.
I left to work. The sun had already scorched my car by the time I got inside. The steering wheel felt particularly hot. I drove towards “The dangerous curves” a hill north from my house. I drove to route 23, and I stopped at the Clinton's road where I threw a penny into the lake for good luck. Immediately afterward I proceeded to the dangerous curves. I drove my car steadily through the steep slope until arriving at the “Clinton's elderly nursery home”. This edifice is from the 19th century. Today is my first day at the Clinton's nursery home.
I turned the iron rusted knob on the edifice main entrance door. The edifice had numerous windows, it nearly felt like a church. To my right was a young woman who introduce herself as Elise, she seemed odd. We became acquainted for a few second.
“You must be Edwin, right!?” said Elise in a surprised tone.
“Yes” I positively replied.
“Edwin, I recommend that you take good care of yourself while your here” Elise seemed startled, taunted and deterred.
“Why is that?” I asked with doubt.
“Nothing, I must go” she mysteriously replied.
What was that all about? I felt clueless. Meanwhile a wrinkled old lady with gray hair and moldy green veins approached me. She had no teeth, and was missing her left...