Good Morning
The alarm signals the beginning of a day-long scramble. Rushing to get out of bed, to get into my clothes, to get to class, to get things done, to get to the next class, until I tumble into bed at the end of the day (or the middle of the night, circumstances depending). If only there were more hours in a day. This kind of constant rush is not going to cut it for me. There’s got to be a solution. I am not a morning person, so when someone suggests getting up earlier, I try to find alternate solutions[…]
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