I like to claim to be a morning person, because usually I’m falling asleep in my chair, or at the bar, by 10 p.m. But defining when morning actually begins is the trick.
It’s 6:23 and I’ve already been up for an hour (snoozing for an additional 30 minutes) but I’m still not awake. My face looks like an alien…puffy in places it hasn’t been in years and tired and dragging in others. I feel old.
But my hair looks good.
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