it's 5:37am. why did my snooze button land on an odd number? am i being tricked?
it's a bit dark outside, as I pull the curtain to see if other life forms exist at 5:38am. a man get's into his old, red BMW across the street.
man, he must have gotten a lot of pussy a decade or so ago, i quip.
but then, maybe he's married and has three kids? what the fuck do I know anyway(s).
it's 5:39am.