Here today, gone tomorrowShe awoke to sparrows chirping outside her window, with the latch half open, their songs lulled her awake. Madeline dug her face into her pillow, moaning. Slowing inclining her head to one side of her bed she saw the time. It was too early to bother getting up. Though the light streaming through her window told a different story. She could always go to the closet quickly and drape a beach towel over the window, but she was too lazy. The slightly cool breeze from outside had lifted most of her grogginess anyways.Madeline sat upright in her bed, as if she were the dead waking up. Eyes half closed, and her arms limp at her sides. She rubbed th