On any given morning, I wake to a chorus of chattering voices. They are up hours before me, the little people who live inside my head. They’re laying out the breakfast buffet, clamoring and yammering and competing for my attention as soon as I open my eyes.
I head to the kitchen to start my morning routine, press the button on the coffee maker, drink the concoction that helps my system detox, and empty the dishwasher while I wait for the morning brew. With steamy cup in hand, I head back to bed to a stack of pillows and reading material, where the morning routine continues.
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