You know, when you wake up in the morning and wonder what time it is? That brife moment were you make the jump between realizing your running late or you can get 5 more mins. The hardest time to find out it is, is when you see that you are on time. And you should get up right now. Then you have to make the choice to either be a good little soldier and march out of bed or a rebellious teenager and sleep in. There is a part of everyone to that pulls to remain young and keep to the warmth of a bed worthy of a solid snuggle. The cold clutches of age and responsibility kept at bay by the barrier of a good blanket. Every great story needs conflict but not always between good and evil.