The alarm rings. The bed is warm. The day about to start. Just a moment longer I pretend the day will be okay. But deep inside I know the truth. What may the day bring? More pain? Some joy? How big the temptation to stay. Not get up. Not face what might be too much – again… Be true to myself for a moment longer. True in a way the world doesn’t seem to have space for.
But life’s problems don’t solve themselves. Something is missing and it can’t be found in bed. So let’s go and look for it. Because giving up on looking might be giving up on life. And I haven’t quite reached that point.
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