I’m staring at the ceiling. I’m in my bed, too lazy to get up. Or maybe I’m just still tired? I can’t tell the difference. I have my head on my pillow and the sheets under me. I look over to my left and check the time on my digital clock. 3:21, 3:22, in the morning. It was strange; I’m usually never up before the alarm on the clock wakes me for work. I decide not to try to get back to sleep. I roll out of bed and get on my feet. I throw on a button up shirt what I don’t button up and go to the front. I open the door to my apartment and walk out into the hallway. It was dark, with the only light coming from the large atrium where the multiple story tall reinforced glass windows let in the light radiating from Saturn.
I walk over to t…
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