Morning sun paints sidewalks, revealing glistening gum spots like constellations on concrete. Birds dart past, tracing invisible maps through air. Coffee steam curls, vanishing quickly.
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Today's coffee: half full, tepid, forgotten. Email count: three hundred, unread. Motivation: missing, presumed hiding. Tasks: multiplying, like rabbits. Productivity: elusive, slippery.
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Morning sunlight dances across a sea of windshields in the crowded parking lot, reflecting a mosaic of ordinary routines interrupted by the distant aroma of fresh-roasted coffee.
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