a quick one

Arise around dawn, new light gleaming in;
Make the bed after a shower, but only half of its mussed.
Open the front door, suction resounds in the room,
Retrieve the day’s paper, but you’ve never sat and read it.
Stare through the wooden slates of the opposing kitchen chair,
Breakfast is awfully bland today.
The stench of strong coffee permeates around you,
Pull down matching mugs and fill one to the brim;
The second one reminds you that you never drank it black.
Sit down and sigh, don’t worry, you’re allowed;
Few people today know how long a day can be.