The key to surviving early morning is to ignore the coughing from the other room which woke you up too early, go to the bathroom to deal with water pressure, then religiously take all your pills arranging the bottles just ever so, specific place and order, so that when you return with your steaming cup of coffee you will see them there and it will remind you "oh yes I took my meds I'm a good boy". You fill your pipe, put on some clothes, and go outside for the first smoke of the day. Then you get rained on.
You go back inside to get your umbrella. It wasn't supposed to rain, at least not this early. You were planning to do laundry later. Everything smells a bit. There is warm gloomth and there is crap falling from the sky. Crapth.
The fecund petrichor of a tropical forest.
Little green shadows, flitting.
Birds. Bugs. Lizards.
Caffeine acts as an adenosine receptor antagonist in the medulla oblongata, blocking adenosine's inhibitory effects to increase neuronal activity, arousal, alertness, and reduced fatigue. Per the National Institutes of Health, as quoted by AI Overview.
Without caffeine, modern civilization would be impossible. Per me.
The coughing person has gone off to work by the time you return. She probably got soaked. Which will do things to her mood, so her coworkers are in for a rare treat. As a Cantonese American female, she is inclined to blame white people for almost every thing nasty in the universe. Quite understandable. I do the same. I too am white, but I'm Dutch American. We also blame white people. Other white people. You all should just step aside and let us run things. It would all be so much better. I cannot 100% guarantee that Cantonese American females wouldn't get rained upon, but the chances are good.
Just do it. Okay?
Sadly, among the currently living Dutch Americans there are several you shouldn't trust with a ten foot pole. Having discovered that Anglo Americans are gullible suckers for old time religion, they've gone into snake oil Bible thumping as a way to get rich, and become Republicans to boot. Fascism is not our normal tendency, but they grew up seeing crap on teevee, and probably did well in high school in whatever illiterate fly-over burg their parents had settled in. And may have excelled at sports. It does things to people.
A parade of old codgers with cigarettes dangling out of their mouths crosses the street up at the intersection. From the doorway where I have taken shelter I can see them trudging, like gnomes off to the salt mines. I hope none of the occupants of this building come out and object to my fine tobacco. Heathens!
Buses rumble past. The interior smells like wet office worker.
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