half-awake - quotes and descriptions to inspire creative writing
As my dreams linger, dancing in the way that dreams do, I arise to the light of the new day. My feet are ready for the ground, for whatever comes my way. Soon the greetings begin, the chorus of voices in my home, each as sweet as the birdsong.
Rubbing his tired eyes with the insides of his palms, his eyes were dry from staring at the lecture board the middle aged professor scribbled down 'notes'. Twirling the straw in empty disposable coffee cup wishing he didn't down the crappy coffee. Now he sat in the lecture hall at the top row hidden in the darken corner to prevent unwanted light to invade his eyes. Raking his fingers through his tossed and tangled shoulder length hair, he tied it up to keep it out of his face. Setting his head rest on the cold desk letting his heavy lidded eyes fall shut for the remainder of the class.
The girl’s eyes lazily rolled open, glazed over with with the remnants of a dream.
The girl repetitively tapped her fingers on her desk, trying all she could to keep her eyes open, she yawned as her eyes became heavier and heavier until they shut.