It seems like time slips out of your hands. You wake up, and 2-3 years have passed.

You don't want to wake up and find out that your watch was hacked, that your thermostat was hacked, that your coffeemaker was hacked.

You know you're living right when you wake up, brush your hair - and confetti falls out!

Even I don't wake up looking like Cindy Crawford.

When I'm in love, I wake up happy.

We have to wake up. We have to refuse to be a clone.