Domestic life is not for the faint hearted Mornings are ablaze with the glory of having survived Yet another sleepless night, 24.5 grams of coffee  Is the minimum dosage for getting the ball rolling On the ever so muddy road of Wednesday morning Tonight I’m gonna make an entire pot of popcorn After everyone’s asleep, I’ll listen to the corn popping In the microwave, sounding like muffled gunfire Basking at how life tricked me into letting me thing I was…