For almost two years, this blog provided a thought every weekday with questions on Fridays. Now I post when inspiration strikes.
I wake myself up. Followed by an alarm, then music, then water, then deadlines, then caffeine, then I overdraft, then I cry.
Shower. I don't know how people who shower at night ever wake up.
Big bowl of cereal, tall glass of milk and sitting in traffic for half an hour.
NPR. I feel 65 years old saying that.So I'm gonna say boobs too. NPR and boobs.
Gospel Radio. Streams free on iTunes.
Vitamin C tablets and sunflower seeds.
The first person to call me.Or 6 to 9 alarms spaced out an hour before I absolutely must get out of bed. Then fear of repercussions after the last alarm.
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