Beep* Beep Beep
My arm flies for the alarm.
I groan and turn over in bed.
It's another one of those days.
It's another one of those weeks.
A clumsy lazy week where tiredness is absolute.
Forgetfulness stands above all else.
Forgetting my key, walking in the wrong direction,
When was dinner again?
I lost myself in time as I painted most the evening away.
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Wait .. What was I writing about?