I am in a routine.
By 6:30 AM every morning the sun bursts through my window and lands squarely on my face. I toss; I turn, hoping to squeeze another hour of sleep from the day. At 7:30 my phone, buzzes and ‘Mu Empire’ plays a brutal and awakening call. I pull the two bright pink ear plugs out of my head, sit up, and sigh. This is what its like being a working man.
(At this point, you can crack a joke. Yes, I know its only been 4 days.)
Take a shower. Get dressed. Say hello to my dad and the dog.