this morning #415.

this morning, when the alarm began to blare, he evil eyed it for a good thirty seconds, convinced that he could stare it down, render it null & void. unfortunately, physics is a thing & he had earned a C- in his high school physics class, so he hadn’t yet discovered a way to manipulate time. as of this morning, a postman had not delivered a magic watch to his doorstep. he would have to get out of bed & take the necessary steps to keep his job. step one was a smoke while the coffee brewed & he brought his brain into focus. step two was mostly fluid-based. step three took him to a place where he was no longer worried about how he could make it. all he had to do was fake it.