Overslept

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And missed yoga. But missed it in the most infuriating way. I hopped in the car and the ETA was tight. But I was optimistic until the garbage truck sealed my fate.

The doors were locked so I got a cup of coffee down the street. And now I’m contemplating what to do with my new found time.

(By oversleeping I meant I didn’t get up until 5:55).

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