Tomorrow I have to be awake and dressed at seven for a furnace technician. I don’t know how people do that every day. The world wakes up long before I want to do so. Sometimes Ben wakes me up even earlier and that is unpredictable. I can set an alarm for tomorrow and know it’s coming.
I’m staring at the title of this post and trying to think of something philosophical to write. The world is asleep. There’s a spiritual malaise. When the world wakes up in the metaphorical sense am I awake enough to handle it.
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