Breakfast, or inability to warm up, or let-down after novel writing, or the rapid tarnishing after brass polishing, or dread of an unknown doom, or Crash Daisy catapulting into the center console face first, or a fire in the woodstove to keep warm in the first week of May; these are suggestions on which to write about today.
Monosyllabic words drone from the depths, the language barely recognizable, grunted into heavy wet air. "Stay in bed!" they intone. Hard to argue with deep voices. But our hero is plucky and foolish and hard of hearing. Grinning, he limps to the coffeemaker and dares to begin.
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