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The Quiet Rituals of Sunday.

There was a time when Sundays felt like a countdown. By late afternoon, I'd already be thinking about Monday and whatever comes with it. Lesson plans, early alarms, lunches.... The weekend suddenly felt as though it had one foot out of the door... There days, I've started looking at Sundays a little differently. Not as… Continue reading The Quiet Rituals of Sunday.

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The Little Things I Hope I Never Outgrow.

Growing up is a strange business. When we're children, we cannot wait to be adults. We dream about staying up late, making our own decisions and eating cake whenever we feel like it... And just fyi, whoever started that rumour clearly never had to pay a mortgage or clean a bathroom... Anyway... One day, without… Continue reading The Little Things I Hope I Never Outgrow.

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My Relationship with Coffee

Coffee and I have an understanding. It does not ask me to be cheerful at 5 in the morning. I do not expect it to perform miracles. We have reached a compromise and every weekday begins the same way... My alarm goes off far earlier than any human should willingly experience, and somewhere between turning… Continue reading My Relationship with Coffee

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My Daily Negotiations with My Alarm Clock.

Every evening, I am incredibly optimistic. By the time I have brushed my teeth, washed my face and climbed into bed, I have convinced myself that waking up at 5a.m. is a perfectly reasonable thing to do. ''Tomorrow, I will get up the first time my alarm goes off. I will have a quiet coffee,… Continue reading My Daily Negotiations with My Alarm Clock.