Have you ever thought about that small moment right after you wake up? That tiny space of time. The neutrality just before the memories and the feelings catch up with you. It is a relief and a break from everything. Until suddenly it hits you like a brick in the face and the nauseating hurt creeps back. That memory you so wish you could forget. That thing that happened that you wish you could undo somehow. And you know that you need to get up but you just... can't. So you close your eyes again - if you ever even mustered up the will to open them in the first place - and you turn over in the comforting heat of your protective bed. Falling back asleep so that you won't have to think thoughts and feel feelings.