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(7:00 am) The day started out like any other day with Led Zeppelin blaring in my ears. The loud music set off a staccato of the hangover blues in my brain. It was time to get up and face the day. I flopped over the edge of the bed and grabbed my clothes. I threw them on, stumbling down the dark, narrow hallway to my son's door. I saw the sun shining through the sheer curtains on his cherubic face. A little devil inside of me wanted to wake him up rudely but I stomped the thought down and woke him up gently.