They say, sleep is the best balm for a battered mind. I managed to get to sleep before 2 a.m., something I haven't achieved in the past two weeks. It had to be a deep sleep, for I dreamt of a dream I didn't want to wake up from. But abruptly woke up at 4 a.m., feeling very upset that I was back to reality. In the dream I saw tears that were meant for me, but I know in reality this would never happen.
Good morning. Blessed Sunday.
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