Fist
fish
T-shirt
Monday mornings are terrible. I hardly have the energy in the morning to even open my eyes sometimes. There are times when I have managed to somehow turn off all of my alarms without any memory of doing so. However, once I finally muster up some form of motivation, I eventually get up. Usually, I would drag myself to my drawer and fish out a t-shirt and a pair of jeans with my fist. Then as I head to the restroom in a daze to brush my teeth, I prepare myself mentally to go out into the world for another bright day. As the week goes by, I once again return to this robotic routine.
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