Sometimes.

Wake up, girl.

Open the windows, wipe the counters, and make yourself a bagel with savory cream cheese.

Yawn in.

Yawn out.

It’s another day on Planet Earth.

. . .

Sometimes you wish for a silence so still; sometimes you long for parties and games and loud guffaws.

Sometimes you stare into nothing and like it.

. . .

Go to sleep, girl.

Rest your head and hope for pleasant dreams.

Morning will be here soon.

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