Wearing something resembling pyjamas, she spat into the plastic bucket repeatedly, which she held up to my face with a gesture that invited me to do the same. I shook my head, wondering at what point I’d feel comfortable spitting in front of strangers. Next, she took loud, dramatic slurp-like sips. Unfortunately, I didn’t know
Win the Morning, Win the Day
It is 7 am. The alarm goes off, and I still feel tired. My mind wanders off to issues unsolved, it is foggy in my head. I hit the snooze button, I don’t want to get up yet. I roll over, hoping to fall asleep again, but there is an uncomfortable feeling in my body.