I Love Mornings
In the morning I felt breath on me. I was barely awake. Every night of sleep had been a small battle, every morning a hangover. I was underβ¦
In the morning I felt breath on me. I was barely awake. Every night of sleep had been a small battle, every morning a hangover. I was under stress from all directions. I was unsure of myself, jet lagβ¦
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