A breath of fresh air

The daylight comes creeping into my room, flicking on my senses.

My brain begins to rattle.

I wait for the fog to settle on my nerves, to dull my happiness.

It never arrives.

For the first time in eternity my mind is free from all the baggage, the pain that likes to latch onto every thought.

I can finally breathe again.

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