My alarm buzzes at 5.25am. It takes a few minutes to rouse from my slumber, but it’s not a dread I wake up with, more anticipation. I get out of bed, quietly, trying not to wake my sleeping husband. I go to the loo, have a quick swill of mouthwash then retrieve yesterday’s clothes that… Continue reading It’s 5.28, who is awake?
Ellen Wiggins 