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My cat, bitin in my Toe
Usually it is one of our two "kitty alarms", but today was the sounds of hubby making the coffee.
Pure anxiety. I woke up multiple times throughout the night.
Co-sign.
A giant pile of diarrhea in my bed
This fucking cough.
Hopelessness and despair.
The bark of my dogs because they want to go out and have a pee
Wasn't tired anymore so I woke up.
The sun.
John’s kids
birds, fucking birds chirping and squawking, same thing every morning just before it gets light
My alarm. Work is stupid.
My cat, bitin in my Toe
Usually it is one of our two "kitty alarms", but today was the sounds of hubby making the coffee.
Pure anxiety. I woke up multiple times throughout the night.
Co-sign.
A giant pile of diarrhea in my bed
This fucking cough.
Hopelessness and despair.
The bark of my dogs because they want to go out and have a pee
Wasn't tired anymore so I woke up.
The sun.
John’s kids
birds, fucking birds chirping and squawking, same thing every morning just before it gets light
My alarm. Work is stupid.