"Some mornings I get up early, fix myself a nice cup of coffee and sit next to the window, watching the dawn break across the slightly-shaggy lawn. Watch the birds flit from tree to tree, the squirrels bounce from limb to limb. Watch the neighborhood cats wake and stretch and begin their day.
I sit and remember people from my past, my present. People who have touched my life in a particular way, left their mark on my memory.
And I think, “Why the unholy fuck aren’t you assholes dead yet? Do I have to do everything myself around here?”
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