What would you say to a day... for many a day like any other day... for me... well... another type of day. Nevertheless, any day begins with the day before. You know that old saying that if you start a day with a smile, you'll end a day with one. I have to sincerely apologize to the old person, who coined this old phrase, but it is something proven wrong by almost every morning of mine.
I apologize to you Mr. and Ms. Reader, but I just got a bit distracted.
So...the previous day. A little of this and a little of that and some reading, you know, just to subsidize a night cap. Well my little reading turned out to have a hang-over effect and that little night cap...well someone apparently slipped me a couple of Red Bulls, because alcohol, at least in my experience...should not and does not have the same effect as a fresh cup of coffee in the morning. A-a-and it just went down hill from there. I reminded myself how my trousers feel when they are in the drier, because I certainly felt I was sleeping in it. Setting several Guinness Records for RPMs in bed-side conditions in one hour is not admirable... well at least doing it alone isn't. Finally the bell in my head tolled and by some miracle I fell asleep... yea... you guessed it.... 1 hour before a regular bombardment of sound waves made me want to swim with the fishes. Then you just can't subdue to the warm welcome of the warm pillow and sweet sweet blanket...
Yeah...you know what follows Mr. and Ms. Reader... warm cup of coffee which you can't enjoy, breakfast, which tastes like a stale old shoe and a long walk, which can't be cheared with any kind of music (believe me I even tried Rammstein).
And there goes your day... All in... on a bad bluff.
I hope you enjoyed this Mr. and Ms. Reader...because I sure didn't.
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Dear me ... dear my... I haven't written in this viewtifull place in a long time. However, don't fear... I am still here and I haven't given up on my... one ... reader (optimistic statistics aren't they). But tonight I would like to share a revelation.... an epiphany even. Cherish it my (lonely) reader and carry it everywhere in your heart, because you never know when you might need it. I am still suffering from my experiment and I would never want You to go through the same thing. Are you ready for it... well... are you... 
