Beyond Reason
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This was it, my eyes flooded and I felt heavy once more.
The house felt bigger and darker, like a hole that would swallow me up.
I found it difficult to breathe.
What did I do to deserve this? I never did anything wrong.
Our marriage already felt like it's over.
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I opened my eyes to look at the time. It was 6 am.
I shot my alarm off and plopped back to bed, but I couldn't sleep. I was staring at the ceiling, thinking why I had another one of my strange dreams.
Who was that man? Do I know him from somewhere? Why did my dream felt so real?
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