Nineteen - {Lemon Chiffon Cake}

It's just after 8, and I'm failing to drift back to sleep. Sheltered from the morning chill outside, it's warm under my blankets. My pajamas comfortably enslave my limbs, but my mind aches to break free from the confines of my comforter. Under the sun's warm and welcoming glow through my window, I struggle to coerce my eyes back into a state of unconscious repose.But I fail.It's been like this