2| Mornings and nights

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My eyes open up and I feel it again. It feels like a heavy brick laying on my chest and a whole new battle to start the day.
I sigh while I think about the day that is starting and I grab my phone, wishing it still was night.

I love night. It is like a pause between our exhausting days. A break from all the responsibilities and worries.
Those hours are the only hours we can afford ourself to take rest and not think about responsibilities or such other things.

Whatever. Night is over and I got to get myself out of bed. Even though I'd love to stay in here for ever.

 Even though I'd love to stay in here for ever

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