It's mornings like today, when you wake up and wish that you weren't being rushed off to work; mornings that would be so nice to sit on the porch with a cup of coffee, a blanket wrapped around yourself, reading a book or simply sitting there. Because this morning this is the sight I woke up to. . .
There I was, standing on my patio at 6:02am
And at 6:03am, I wished I didn't have to rush off to work.
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