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April 17, 2025

The Spiral Path

My grandfather used to wake me with a song. “I can’t get’m up, I can’t get’m up, I can’t get’m up in the morning!”Goofy. Loud. Unapologetic.And every time—like clockwork—I rose. Each school day of my childhood, he made waking up more than survival.It became an event. A joke. A ritual.

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