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Oct 28, 2025
It was six in the morning when the phone rang. Still early. Still laying and sleepy. Still lazy. I pull my laptop from under the table. The loading screen took forever when you wanted to open it soon. It's always like that.
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The five minutes that felt like waiting for a bus were spent with me maintaining my ideas to stay on my head. And just right before I'm about to forget it. It's open. I rush it out and pour my thoughts through the medium. At the exact moment the ring is over, I've finished my essay. I pulled my heavy blanket and brought myself to dream once more.
