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I’ll never be able to understand how people function with little to no amount of sleep. I sleep a lot, I enjoy it. This is why on the days I can’t seem shut my mind off, I turn to the arms of sleep.

I feel like a nightmare.

I probably look like one too, so drag my body from the bed late in the morning straight into the shower. Hoping the hot jets of water will make me feel better.

I purposely got out of bed late so I don’t have to be up and looking at the time every passing second before noon comes. I am not excited or happy or anything like that, this is something I have to do. I cannot shy away from it, I cannot hide from it. I’ve had days to come to terms with it, and accept that my reality will change when I hear what the Abbot has to say. And also, how I deal with it is up to me, learning and accepting that I do not just share physical characteristics with something right out of a myth, I am trying to accept that I just dont look like them, I am a silver one and it doesn’t