Earlier
when I woke and I thought it was Christmas, but it was two in the morning on Wednesday and it wasn't even December so I felt cheated and when was I never?

The candlelight cheered me and the wax dripping burned me which in turn slowly turned me into a miserable old goat.
But
there are obstacles worse than this to navigate, said the Oracle in a delicate Delphi blue tone, there are people in cubicles all over the world whose only job is to answer a phone,

Imagine, good morning forever,
for breakfast and dinner and tea,
answering the phone is a hurdle too far
and the wax is still dripping on me.