i woke up today
i woke up in my old bed, my momma blasting mexican music throughout the house
the smell of fresh pancakes fills my nostrils
i woke up today and i was 8 again
my frizzy hair covering my face like a sheild, in my dora pjs, and waiting for my pancakes
my dad at the head of the table telling me to move my hair out of my face
then i woke up for real
i was drenched in sweat, there was no music, no pancakes, and no pjs
my frizzy hair was cut short and my dad wasnt at the head of my table
i get into my car and drive my mind is not there but my body knows what to do
i park my car and walk up to the front door, the smell of pancakes fills my nostrils
i knock, my momma answers the door and says "mija what are you doing here so early"
i look at her and say "i wanted pancakes".