My day starts at 6:00 AM with a cold shower. I get dressed for work, make my bed, and head downstairs for breakfast.

I turn on a music playlist on the kitchen TV and prepare my usual breakfast: two scrambled eggs, a bowl of fruit mixed with yogurt, chia seeds, amaranth, flaxseed, quinoa, and oats, along with two slices of toast topped with ricotta cheese and jam, and of course, my coffee brewed fresh from a moka pot.

While I eat, I review the tasks and priorities for the day ahead. After breakfast, I clean the kitchen, finish tidying up the house, and brush my teeth while waiting for my Uber. Soon enough, it arrives, and I’m on my way to the office.

My workday begins at 8:00 AM. I start by reviewing emails from the previous day, coordinate tasks with the rest of the team, and before I know it, a series of meetings has carried me to 1:00 PM and we’re ready for lunch.

My mornings are about as ordinary and uneventful as they come. Still, I am grateful. I had a place to sleep, clothes to wear, food on my table, and somewhere to go to work. What may seem boring and routine to some is a blessing to others.