Nights spent lying in bed, mind shrouded in contemplation, thinking of the day’s misgivings and reminiscing on the times when you had no worries keeping you grounded. Suffocation takes a hold of the air and you begin to drown. Drown in your sorrow, wallow in your pathetic, downtrodden, and misguided excuses. You can’t seem to find a way out of this nightmare. An illustrious nightmare it’s become. Though like all dreams, it’s only temporary, you awaken, relieved and refreshed. The twelve ton boulder is off your chest and you can inhale fresh oxygen once more. It was there for a reason, it was there for a lesson.


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