Wednesday morning: a sudden snap – an abrupt, late awakening. The head feels heavy, the body filled with a weariness that can’t be easily shaken off. Outside, the city pulsates with the steady noise of traffic, a distant current drifting through the open window and breaking the gloom of the room. The morning lies damp and dark, a bleak start. Impatient waiting for the first coffee, meant to bring a fresh start to the day. The day’s tasks begin to quietly take shape in my mind – small islands in the stream of thoughts, the map of the day slowly unfolding, leading into the rhythm of routine.