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When the alarm clock rang, as it does every morning, at precisely 6:30 a.m., I didn't move. I didn't turn it off; I simply let it finish ringing. In the blink of an eye, it was exactly 6:45. Time flew by, and I was incapable of doing anything. A second passed, then a minute, then five more minutes, and I was still incapable of doing anything. I was distracted, perhaps, by looking at that crack in the ceiling that needs repairing. The truth is, I wasn't tired, and I had slept well the night before; I was just... empty.
It's that morning feeling that seems to tie us to the bed, as if we had a huge, heavy blanket on top of us. It's knowing that lifting the spoon from our morning coffee will require an enormous physical effort. In a fit of rage at my morning incapacity, I simply jumped. There was no first foot or second; both touched the floor at the same time, and this time I found myself not lying down, but sitting in the void of the corner of the bed, contemplating the existential possibilities that a shoe might have.
All that's left is to brush my teeth, make the coffee, and go to work. And honestly, I want to do all those things because I like being a resourceful, busy, and serious person, but not today. Let's leave that for tomorrow, please.
"Good morning, boss, I'm sorry, I have a bad cold. I won't be able to come in today... it's winter, it just started... thank you, sir, for understanding. I'll be better tomorrow... at the office... thank you, and have a good morning... goodbye."
Well, I think I'll go back to bed. I don't want coffee today.
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Cuando el despertador sonΓ³ como cada maΓ±ana justo a las 6 y 30 am no me movΓ, no lo apaguΓ© simplemente dejΓ© que terminara de sonar, en un abrir y cerrar de ojos era justamente las 6 y 45, el tiempo volΓ³, y yo era incapaz de hacer nada, y asΓ pasΓ³ un segundo, un minuto, cinco minutos mΓ‘s y yo igual, incapaz de hacer nada. Me distraje quizΓ‘s mirando esa grieta en el techo que necesita reparaciΓ³n. La verdad no estaba cansado y habΓa dormido bien la noche anterior, solo estaba... vacΓo.
Es esa sensaciΓ³n matutina que parece atarnos a la cama, como si tuviΓ©ramos encima una manta enorme y pesada, es saber que levantar la cucharilla del cafΓ© de la maΓ±ana nos causarΓ‘ un esfuerzo fΓsico enorme. En un ataque de rabia con mi incapacidad matutina simplemente di un salto, no hubo pie primero o despuΓ©s, los dos tocaron el suelo a la vez, y me vi esta vez no acostado, si no sentado en el vacΓo de la esquina de la cama, divisando las posibilidades existenciales que tendrΓa un zapato.
Solo queda lavarme los dientes, solo queda preparar el cafΓ©, solo queda salir a trabajar. Y la verdad quiero hacer todas esas cosas porque me gusta ser una persona resolutiva y de esas ocupadas y serias, pero no hoy, dejemos eso para maΓ±ana por favor.
-Hola, jefe, disculpe estoy muy resfriado, no podrΓ© ir hoy... si es el invierno que acaba de empezar... gracias seΓ±or por comprenderme, maΓ±ana estarΓ© mejor... si en la oficina... gracias y muy buena maΓ±ana... adiΓ³s
Bueno, creo que regresarΓ© a la cama, hoy no quiero cafΓ©.