I wrote this earlier today

Even just getting out of bed could break me–

An illogical notion

One that resides in the space between dreams and reality, a fleeting moment, just a thought that escapes my mind. As I rise

Mind booting up from standby mode

I lie in bed

Eyes wide open

Cat nipping at my toes Under fluffy down-comforter Encapsulated like a cocoon

Coldness chilling my bones Staring at the ceiling Unmoved

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