[ WP ] Every day you wake up in a universe identical to our own , except for one change from our universe

One morning after another. Sloth myself out of bed at around noon and head to class. 
 I really should get into the habit of waking up earlier. 
 I Slide on some jeans, another unremarkable t-shirt and head out the door. 
 I really should bring my bags inside with me next time. 
 She called me on my way to campus. She asked how I was doing and if I had any plans that day. I caught myself smiling. I told her I did n't, as always. 
 I really should take her out to dinner again. 
 Through class, nothing phased me. The numbers and figures on the white-board faded into an smear of dry erase markers. 
 I really should pay more attention in class. 
 I kept thinking about her. Although my life was average and mediocre at best, I felt like she was a burst of sunlight in the semi-lit room of my existence; a peach in my apple orchard. A snowflake in the summer. She was so delightfully abstract and yet everything that needed to be. 
 I really should marry that girl. 
 Classes ended and subsided into my short-term. 
 She crossed my mind, again. I called her and asked what she was doing today, she said she was n't doing anything. 
 I really should marry that girl. 
 I told her to come over and we could get dinner. 
 I really should marry that girl. 
 She arrived at 7:00pm and we went out for some pizza. 
 I really should marry that girl. 
 
 I woke up around noon and slid on the same jeans and threw on another t-shirt. 
 I called her phone. I wondered what she was doing today. Her mother picked up. 
 I really should move on.
