I hate everything about mornings, especially my bathroom. My bathroom is the darkest room of the house with no windows. I dread going in there after I wake up, knowing that I must flick on a light switch that will blind me. During this temporary blackout, I am usually prone to losing balance and bumping into something sharp, causing me to writhe in pain and curse at myself looking at myself in the mirror through squinted eyes. Happens almost every day. I started wearing sunglasses to the john. Seriously.

Rating 3.00 out of 5