“After Breakfast” (1890) by Elin Danielson-Gambogi for the curious!
Had to look it up and was pleasantly surprised by the relatable “modern” vibe. Me too girl, me too.
I was wondering and thought had a Renoir type feel. Thanks.
I have exactly twenty-one minutes between post-snooze alarm and leaving my house.
Reminding me of a quote by Charles Bukowski: “How the hell could a person enjoy being awakened at 6:30AM, by an alarm clock, leap out of bed, dress, force-feed, shit, piss, brush teeth and hair, and fight traffic to get to a place where essentially you made lots of money for somebody else and were asked to be grateful for the opportunity to do so.”
This is obviously funny for the intended punchline but it’s such a good satire of the most bullshit ‘lifehacks’, like, presumably the non-joke version would be something like allow yourself 30 minutes or 1 hour every morning and that’s already laughable to begin with and amounts to “have more time” as the ‘hack’. Gee thanks guys I’d never have thought of that.
