A Day in the Mind
Reflections on meaning and purpose
The alarm clock rings, a piercing sound that jolts me out of sleep. I groan and roll over, trying to will myself back to dreamland. But the day has already begun, pulling me out of the warm cocoon of my bed.
I take a shower, the water hot and steamy on my skin. Even though I slept for eight hours, I can't shake the feeling of exhaustion. I can't remember…