The Desperation

I am restless. I have been awake for nearly eight hours. My eyes itch. My body aches. I tremble as I look out the window and see nothing. It doesn’t surprise me how quickly I adjust to the same scene every day…. it slowly fades to white. It fades more and more every hour. The desperate feeling in my gut fills every faded space for emotion. The desperation fills the evening with sadness. And sadness will turn into misery.

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