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Free Writing - Take 52

Crawling into bed. A night of a simple meal, no drinks, no coffee and set to get a full five hours of sleep, before getting up to start a wash and then head out to pick my father from the airport. Thirty minutes goes by and my mind starts racing. My apartment, my life, a girl or two. I grab my phone, but it's not working well either. Typical, as nothing seems to go right lately. This feels right. Staying up, eyes heavy, but light as I hit the pillow. Forty-Five minutes have gone by and I get up. I grab a slice of bread and slather it with peanut butter. I've forgotten about the peanut butter all week. It's the good kind. All natural, no sweetness, no saltiness, just pure peanuts. I take a bite and then a glass of room temperature coffee from this morning, with a drop of milk. I don't know why I still bother putting milk in, as it does nothing to it. One hour has gone by. I stagger upstairs, not due to the hour or any real fatigue, but my usual aches and pains that have made me resort to bannisters and walls for support. Seventy-five minutes and I'm staring blankly at a screen, reading the silly musings of others like me. Ninety minutes and I'm playing a silly game, writing this. Oh wait, I must have been distracted, it's now two hours. Where does the time go at night? I spend so much time within it, you'd think I'd know. The crickets are starting to get quiet and I hear the birds. If life could only be as simple as enjoying the cycle, but mine, never seems to stay the same and it is rarely in my control.

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