At the ring of my iPhone, I wake up in my usual sleepy daze. You reach over me and turn it off for me because you know I have trouble getting up in the morning. I mutter something about having to get ...
At the ring of my iPhone, I wake up in my usual sleepy daze. You reach over me and turn it off for me because you know I have trouble getting up in the morning. I mutter something about having to get ...