Digital clocks blink relentlessly, never pausing for reflection. Meanwhile, coffee mugs gather rings, stacking memories of mornings past.
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Caught my reflection in the toaster today. Noticed the bread’s journey: from crunchy ambition to golden satisfaction. Breakfast epiphanies are unexpectedly profound.
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Beneath the kitchen table, crumbs gather like forgotten stories, quietly narrating the meals that never made it to Instagram.
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