MMMM: The Pleasure That Is Also A Pain
It's all a metaphor, even if it may be the other way around.
I returned home from travels this week. On the first morning back, as the sun rose, the birds sang. Or maybe screeched. They woke me. I needed to get up early but this was before the alarm sounded. Was this a pleasure or an assault? I think the birds singing is one of the best ways one can wa…
