The alarm goes off at 5:45 am. I lie still in the dark, pretending I don’t hear it. My S.O. is better at pretending, so it’s always up to me to roll over and turn it off.
I sit up.
Plant two feet on the floor.
Turn on the coffee.
Stand and wait for the coffee maker to warm up.
Make a cup of coffee.
Go to the dining room.
Open my Ipad.
And see if we’re in a nuclear war.
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