Ever notice how getting up in the morning as you age feels like trying to negotiate a peace treaty between your body and gravity?
It's like your bones are having a conference call with your mattress, debating whether it's worth the effort to rise and shine or just declare a national snooze day.
And don't even get me started on the existential crisis of trying to find your glasses while already wearing them – it's the ultimate game of hide and seek with your own senses.
So, here's to embracing the creaks, cracks, and comedic moments of sunrise struggles; after all, if life gives you wrinkles, might as well laugh your way through them, preferably with a strong cup of coffee in hand and a potent strain of weed.
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