Almost completely wrapped in darkness and blankets, interrupted. My alarm goes off at 7 AM. It’s capitalized because it’s shouting at me. Even when I get enough sleep it still hurts to get up.
The bottoms of my feet press into the floor, picking up whatever dots of grit I haven’t vacuumed. I haven’t vacuumed since last Saturday. I tap on the light, then step out into my short, dark hallway. There are definitely shoes to be avoided along the edge, even when I know I put them all away last night.
The bathroom is bright with refracted, privacy-protecting light from my plastic shower curtain. I turn on the electric light anyway, because its warm incandescent hue helps me to wake up faster.
I turn on the shower, also warm, also helps me to wake up faster. 13 minutes later and I’m a capable and energetic person again. Thank you to showers.
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