1. I hear the sound of my alarm clock. Rolling out of the satin sheets and midnight blue comforter, I turn it off and look out of the window where the red crushed velvet curtains are drawn, framing a small well tended vegetable garden. The light indicates it's about 7am
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(okay the not spilling or forgetting or running into things no one can help)
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