A peak into the past...

Unrested and weary, I drowsily wake from my slumber as if an internal alarm clock had been rung within the confines of my head. With heavy eyes, I’m left to stew in my tiredness despite barely getting much respite over the course of the interrupted night, aggrieved by my unprompted awakening as I appear to have arisen before the sun itself. Bursting into a broken yawn, I lazily stretch out when my numb ears fill with the progressing sound of the pattering rain as it collides against the curtain drawn window to my side. Concentrating on the downpour, I turn my head amidst the dim room when I pick up on the faintest echo of a whispering voice as it moves across the hallway beyond the latched door; muffling their unanswered words before swiftly vanishing down the stairs and out of hearings reach. Groaning half-heartedly, I pull the bedsheet over my head and pray that I fall back asleep—still feeling the lingering exhaustion caused by yesterday’s strenuous efforts