Talk Without Speaking

It is 8:57am and, as of my trip to the bathroom a minute ago, the buttons on my shirt now correspond correctly to their appropriate holes. This is one of the pitfalls that I had forgotten about of getting up at 5am. I think it’s hilarious that it took me to nearly 9am to realize that my shirt was buttoned incorrectly. Jeez.

That said, getting to see the glorious blazing sun come up every morning makes embarrassments like this completely worthwhile.