Cereal boxes secretly harbor dusty puzzles—each piece falls under the kitchen table, unnoticed until morning sunlight reveals forgotten fragments.
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Caffeine jitters vanished after switching to black tea. Morning routines shifted; now, birds chirp while steam curls above porcelain. Surprisingly calming, different energy entirely.
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Stumbling over last night’s sandwich crumbs, I watched my cat expertly ignore them, eyes fixed on a spider weaving its intricate web beneath the flickering kitchen bulb.
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