woke up at 4:47 this morning because I forgot to close the window and a rooster I don't even own decided that was his moment. laid there annoyed for about ten minutes before I realized I was already awake anyway so I just got up. made coffee in the dark. sat on the porch steps still half asleep watching the sky go from black to that weird pale blue. didn't feel productive or peaceful or any of that sunrise instagram caption stuff. just felt like a guy who got woken up by a rooster and decided not to fight it.
