Trembling Angry Lips

"Get up, it's time to go" he said.  I bolt upright.  My dad looks like he is all ready to go.  Today he is taking me to map out mining claims.  I'm so tired it's a struggle to get out of the sitting position that I'm already in.  I lazily roll out of bed, and stand up.  I'm still in my underwear from last night.  The brown, fluffy trailer carpet is nice on my toes, as it gives me a slight bit of comfort to keep moving towards my closet. 

Sometimes these trips are good, and sometimes they aren't so good.  Sometimes the trips are just downright miserable.