Smiling people at 6am who aren't hungover
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Smiling people at 6am who aren't hungover
This morning I went to Starbuck's. I didn't have any coffee at home and was of course up well before the dawn, so I went to the Starbuck's drive-thru. As I pulled up to the window in the rain, I watched through the little portal into the brightly-lit, warm shop as the baristas in there joked and laughed and smiled; ALIVE and happy at 6am.
Suddenly it just occurred to me - 'wow, none of them seem hungover. It's a Sunday morning at 6am and they appear to have been up for some time now. They are jovial and laughing together and not shaking or nauseated or barely keeping it together'.
I realized in that moment how "normal" it had seemed for me for so long, as though the very purpose of Sundays was to lie around suffering and recovering from Saturdays. How often I woke to a crying need to get alcohol or some kind of drug into me to feel better on a Sunday morning.
There through the rain-streaked window of a global coffee empire I saw with clarity that it wasn't normal at all. Normal people are getting up and going to work without misery. Normal people are laughing and smiling. Normal people don't start their day vomiting and wretching until only bile comes out, shaking and sweating and racked with chills wondering how the hell they will survive their shift at work or even make it out to the car.
I reached out for my coffee and returned the drive-thru barista's smile and when he said "have a great day" - I was grateful because today unlike so many other Sundays in my life, I actually would.
"you too!"
Happy Sunday everyone
Suddenly it just occurred to me - 'wow, none of them seem hungover. It's a Sunday morning at 6am and they appear to have been up for some time now. They are jovial and laughing together and not shaking or nauseated or barely keeping it together'.
I realized in that moment how "normal" it had seemed for me for so long, as though the very purpose of Sundays was to lie around suffering and recovering from Saturdays. How often I woke to a crying need to get alcohol or some kind of drug into me to feel better on a Sunday morning.
There through the rain-streaked window of a global coffee empire I saw with clarity that it wasn't normal at all. Normal people are getting up and going to work without misery. Normal people are laughing and smiling. Normal people don't start their day vomiting and wretching until only bile comes out, shaking and sweating and racked with chills wondering how the hell they will survive their shift at work or even make it out to the car.
I reached out for my coffee and returned the drive-thru barista's smile and when he said "have a great day" - I was grateful because today unlike so many other Sundays in my life, I actually would.
"you too!"
Happy Sunday everyone
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i remember about this time..when i was driving to work on the weekdays..there was a light at an intersection...i opened the door and puked or dry heaved in the same spot at least 5 times..on different days .waiting for the light...that was how i started the morning then
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I was fishing this weekend.....at 6 am my bite alarm went off...i charged out of the tent, slipped and went headfirst into the water....it's 6 degrees here.....glad your 6 am was better than mine....i decided to come home at that point.
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hahah!! Marathon Man... I went fishing yesterday. First two casts landed in the trees along the brush-choked bank and lost my bait. After that I decided to turn my fishing trip into a photography mission.
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FO, theres a group in Australia called "Hello Sunday Morning" which was founded as an alternative to youth binge drinking culture. Mornings are the best bit of not drinking, and it's not just the physical side, it's lack of self-reproach too.
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Up at 5:30 this morning. Cold morning reaping the fruit of yesterdays labor. Took my furnace apart yesterday and cleaned it and the ductwork. None of that start up dust burn off smell. Paid someone $$$ a few years ago to do it as my "deserved drinking time" was always a good reason for me to hire people to do what I was perfectly capable of doing.
Been outside this morning doing some clean up and analyzing my days projects. Too early to break out my mower and blower. My neighbors on both sides like to party until all hours (I used to be included) and it would be rude to exasperate their hangover this early. By 9:00am it's on!
Used to be about 9:00 on Sunday I was pouring my coffee, popping ibuprofen, and drinking my first glass of vodka diluted orange juice to take the edge off.
Man I wasted a lot of time in my life drinking.
Have a GREAT dat!
Been outside this morning doing some clean up and analyzing my days projects. Too early to break out my mower and blower. My neighbors on both sides like to party until all hours (I used to be included) and it would be rude to exasperate their hangover this early. By 9:00am it's on!
Used to be about 9:00 on Sunday I was pouring my coffee, popping ibuprofen, and drinking my first glass of vodka diluted orange juice to take the edge off.
Man I wasted a lot of time in my life drinking.
Have a GREAT dat!
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Early mornings with a great cup of coffee have become the favorite part of my day. It feels like I have been released from a prison of my own making, knowing I won't be wasting the day riding out another terrible hangover.
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