The kettle is the loudest thing in my house at 5 AM

Used to be my alarm was a cue to get my body to a studio before the sun had any ideas. Now I wake up early because my bones still think it's rehearsal day, but the only thing I have to answer to is the kettle. I've started listening to it like it's a piece of music — the rumble, the hush before the whistle. Some mornings I just stand in the kitchen with my eyes half shut and let it play.