Often, I can expect the coffee to be waiting for me when I wake up. As I drink it, I learn that he's already had a 3-mile run, tidied up, read the papers, fed the cat, practiced guitar, picked up some groceries, did some work work and answered umpteen e-mails.
My phone buzzes. I see that I have a text message. And it takes me roughly 20 minutes to agonize over the wording before sending it. I'm exhausted by the effort.
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