This morning I awoke just before 6 am. I am not generally an early riser, but I felt it necessary to get downstairs to let the dog out and fill the kitchen with a fresh aroma of eggs, bacon and toast. As if, to re-create something from the past.
Twenty seconds later, upon arriving in the kitchen, I found that letting the dog out was all I had the energy to do. I ate cereal instead.
I am one lazy bastard.
