I used to think the worst way to wake up was when a parent entered the room, ripped off my blanket, and opened the curtains.
For the record: my parents never had a good reason to do that.
Later the title of worst was passed to my alarm clock, reminding me that I stayed up too late. The successor to such was my kids jumping on me.
They don't do that anymore. Now I just wake up with headaches. Sometimes it's when I need to wake up, other times it's at 2am. I can't for the life of me figure out what's going on. WebMD tells me it's cancer. My body isn't talking. Is this the human version of a check engine light? Where do I plug in the diagnostic tool?
On second thought, don't answer that.
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