My hands are cold...
Now that, was definitely not a night of sweet dreams. Bittersweet, maybe. Sad, maybe. After wiping away ghosts of tears, though...Good morning!
Things I'll be doing:
Study
Eat
Shower
Sleep
Buy Milo
And lastly, a haiku:
Morning wake-up shower
Tentacled wad of wet hair by the drain
And I think: "Disgusting."
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