“Will you give up?” they ask. “Or will you try again?”
Light explodes into my dreams, ethereal and blinding.
It’s time to wake up.
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I opened my eyes to the familiar wooden rafters arching over me as the light diminished into the grey glow of dawn.
Morning. I stretched and yawned, the unyielding mattress beneath me barely sinking as I sat up, fully-clothed, to leave last night’s nightmares on the pillow where they belong. Continue reading