Glass Half Full

I manage to drag myself out of bed about 30 minutes after turning off the annoying alarm. As my feet make contact with the cold floor, I say a few words of prayer. -I am alive yet again. Grumpy, lazy, sleepy as hell, but alive. Stumbling through my scattered flat, I stand at the kitchen... Continue Reading →

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