I really do not like sleeping in. I cannot explain how horrendous the feeling I get is when I wake up late and see the clock or that the sun is too high.
In bed..asleep. Mum walks in, “Are you going to school today?”
Me, “?!!!!!!” Ooh Noooo.
I hurry and throw on my running gear. Mum says, “Are you going running…are you gonna shower?” Like I don’t have time for both? I didn’t
“Mutti, the day I stop running, is the day Hell freezes over and becomes and ice skating rink for the very mad.”
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