Early birds.
Now as the saying goes, Early birds get the worm, but the second mouse gets the cheese.
. Why — the first mouse got eaten by the cat already.
It’s 630 in the morning and the brain has woke willingly, with no means of artificial alarms on a Saturday. I feel so alive and kicking that I have the urge to go for a morning jog! Just kidding.
Ah, been a while since I woke this early, or maybe been a while since I slept that early on a Friday night.. And it’s not everyday I get to write about this sort of entry so I’ll just post it.
Okie draco, time to face life.