The doorway you walk through a hundred times a day is only ever a doorway from the side you're standing on. From the other side it's the place a room began.

You want the morning to feel unhurried, and you also need it to get you out the door on time. Both are true before you've had coffee.

The kettle clicks off a half-second before you reach for it, as if it had been waiting for you to be ready.