Early Wake Up Call

3:12am

A bird hits the window
At the very same moment, I open my eyes and sit up with a start.
I feel this is a good trade.
If I have to be woken from a daze, all groggy, with sleep in my eyes and morning wood between my thighs then I am glad something will have to experience the same thing soon
Because in a few minutes that bird wakes up again, and let’s face it, by this time I’ve fallen back to sleep.

– Scott Sandwich

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