Wake up the next morning

I opened my eyes and realized that I had slept through the night. All the swimming and running around on the beach must have tired me more than I thought. The morning sun made a bright strip of light down my body and into my eyes through the flap in my tent. I couldn't hear anyone else outside, so maybe I was the first one to wake up.

I regretted now not making a move last night. After all, this vacation wouldn't last forever, and I didn't want to waste any of it. No use crying over spilt milk, though.