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Even though I had to wake up at 05:00 AM this morning I'm in a very good mood. Does this mean I've metamorphosed from an evening person into - deary God - a dreaded morning person? Will I now start humming in the morning when I jump out of bed at dawn's crack? Will I turn into one of those eerily cheerful persons whom you always want to smack over the head, and whose deaths you're secretly plotting?
Nah. I'm too bitter for that. I have to scrape the sulphur allotropy from the bottom of my soul before I succumb to that macabre display of blistering blitheness.
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I'm a morningperson, but somehow, I cannot stand 'my kind'. Even though I get up easily I want to spend my mornings in a blissful silence, preferably alone and not with a talkative dad with a weird sense of humour.
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