I wake up an hour earlier than normal and trudge to the kitchen to microwave a cup of yesterday’s coffee. Then, with heated coffee in hand, I plop on the living room sofa and stare at the ceiling, hoping a useful thought will develop. Sadly, my brain is filled with cobwebs and dust bunnies, and I remain a man who woke too early and is staring at the ceiling.
End of morning report.
—Mitchell Hegman
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