It started innocently enough. I woke up, reached for my phone, and was immediately greeted with the soothing glow of a 6am notification from my coffee shop's loyalty app.
I thought to myself, "Ah, yes! I've earned 10% off my next latte!" And then I realized it was 6am.
I tried to go back to sleep, but my brain had other plans. It began to play a never-ending loop of my favorite morning radio show's top 10 hits of 1982.
Long story short, I'm writing this from the safety of my bed, sipping coffee and questioning life choices.
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