And in the blink of an eye, I found myself in the street

Some folks work well under pressure. Let's leave the vegetables unattended on the cutting board while we sip our coffee by the computer. There's plenty of time to prepare the luncheon box or perform the morning ablutions.
I really do spend a lot of me-time in the wee hours of the morning making coffee, brewing tea, cutting vegetables, spooning portions of this and that into tiny side-dish plastic containers that have matching lids. And I season things appropriately. I clean as I go and I talk to the dog and to the cat as I pour out the food or crush the pills or show them that they are getting fresh water.
I feel blessed with so many things that I have in life; clean running water, gas cooking, electricity, a washer in my home, a portable dishwasher, a shower and tub combination, endless quantities of quality soap and MADE IN THE USA toothpaste.
I have a typewriter and check books that are attached to accounts that have balances. I still own a phonograph and spin vinyls daily. And yes, I even sing along in foreign languages.
I have off-street parking, a vegetable garden, a clothes line, wild parrots outside, and also my fair share of unwanted critters such as squirrels, field mice, possums, and coons. Every cloud has its silver lining.
But it's waxing late even for the early morning and I have produce to pack for lunch and a body that needs cleaning.
Blessed Be.