I can only recall three occasions when I’ve willingly woken up early:
1. for the birth of my second daughter
2. Glastonbury tickets pre-sale
3. to escape some random’s bed at Uni
Getting up early is reserved for only the most pressing moments in my life.
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Yesterday was Thanksgiving.
A day when Americans get together to watch football, eat their body weight in turkey, and open a can of thanks on one another. They thank their hosts for a lovely meal, to which their hosts say thank you. Then the dinner guests thank them for their gracious hospitality. So the hosts find something to thank them for again. And so it continues until they either run out of things to be thankful for, or they run out of cranberry sauce. At which point shit gets real.
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