Every morning I wake up to the sound of birds chirping and a glorious sunrise. I have a steaming cup of cappuccino while reading the morning paper. There are available seats on the train because it’s so early. I always go to the Mister Donut branch at the corner of the my building and order a Strawberry-filled donut and iced coffee, which I take up to the office. I check my mails before getting on with my day, with the wonderful view of Makati right outside the window, the sun casting appropriate shadows during the appropriate time of day over the buildings and people below.
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Of course I’m joking. I wake up at 8:59 and panic because I’m late. I don’t even have the time to yawn myself into existence.
