
Naked. Wrapped in a blanket. Slouched over. Drinking coffee.
I am NOT a morning person. Some days, I don't even feel like getting dressed to go downstairs to get a cup of coffee. Clothes are now an essential wardrobe requirement for the first floor, as the front door is a giant pane of glass.
Today, I was too tired to slip on my PJs and instead, I covered myself with this blanket.
That's my favorite coffee cup, by the way; it's the Original Handwarmer mug.
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Listening to: NIL8 - Living Tar
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