Commentary by Wayne Lee
A typical day for me begins early but slowly. For example, my furry, four-legged feline is up with the sun and on my bed between 4 a.m. and 5 a.m. I can’t remember the last time I ever needed to use an alarm clock. He’ll jump up on the bed, walk up my chest, purring loudly and smack me in the face with his paw to wake me up.
Usually, I’ll…
