The television has been shut down and the real world comes back with its... reality.
Everything comes back, the sofa, the wind singing outside, the sound of the waves down at the beach.
And all and every one of the thoughts that rustle through a normal mind during normal times.
Expect that this is not normal times. And maybe neither the mind is all that normal.
And the tiredness came back again. It crawls back as usual, as usual coming with dubs and melancholy.
It's that time of year again. Any given day could be that time of year. And it will be like this for some time.
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