After rolling out of bed at 8:00 every morning, I shuffle into the kitchen. I make breakfast. I shower, iron wrinkled dress shirts, and read headlines pretending to be news.

I leave my house for work at 10:00 and remind myself to be thankful that I’m not a coal miner.

Jon Harahan used to be a writer. He now sells beer for a living. It’s nice work if you can get it.