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What I got wrong about mornings

Enova Studio

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An unlit desk lamp in a dark room before dawn

It is 4:52 in the morning in February and I am standing in a cold kitchen waiting for a kettle, because at five o'clock I am going to sit down and write, because at five o'clock I have sat down and written for eleven years. I want to tell you that those eleven years were

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