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I never really knew how important it was to me until it was forcebly stolen away. Whether it was eight hours or twelve hours, or even no hours, it had always been my choice. But now, now it's never my choice. I ache all over. My body is sore and  so heavy I feel as though I'm trying to carry around the body of an african elephant instead of my own ( Read more... )

Oh, how he loved that sound.

A pencil ran across the paper at a lightning fast speed. It lifted only one, twice, three times in a row before diving back down into the land of heavyweight, acid-free, and spiral bound. The sun rose over the horizon as slowly as it could, almost as if it was posing just for him. Oh, how he loved that sound ( Read more... )