"I breathed the air yesterday and watched the birds. I just don't give a fuck anymore. If every morning could be as lazy, and happy, and fruitful I would be happy. I don't want to talk, i want to scream and laugh. i have no words, just feelings, and it's probably better that way. I won't give up, these hands will move mountains."

This is the part where I set my alarm. I'll wake up tomorrow and do what I did today: I'll go to work. Then I'll get out and keep on living like that never happened, like I never go to work, until the next day when I do the same thing again.

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