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End of the Day

In 100, by Cait on November 24, 2018 at 10:57 pm

I feel tired and blank. The commute home from the city zapped the last bit of energy right out of me.

A cozy bed awaits me and I cannot wait to crawl in and shut my eyes–drifting off to sleep and entering the dream world.

What dreams may transpire is never known, however awakening from my slumber is the only way I can begin to remember.

Tomorrow, when I rise, I will hopefully recount what stories occurred–what lives were lived in the subconscious. A time of reflection and introspection that often reveals more than one might think upon first glance.

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