Windows and light
nobody tells you that a slow morning is how you stop living the same day on repeat
Windows and light
Windows and light
The lines
Nobody tells you that a slow morning is how you stop living the same day on repeat.
Rushed mornings all blur into one. A month of them and you can't tell a single one apart.
The slow ones you actually remember. There's something in them to hold onto.
You notice the light, and suddenly the day has an edge to it. It becomes its own day instead of another copy.
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