Prompt from here.
When she opened her eyes this morning, the sun was already up high.
A sigh escaped her lips as she rolled aside, burying her face in her pillow and about to go back to sleep when her forehead hit something.
Right. She put it there for… what?
Right. For that thing on the blog. Something about first thought in the morning.
Right. She had tried this before, but came up with nothing jotted down.