Today, grateful when I open my eyes, had a very real nightmare ... the house was empty, and I felt dislocated, turned on the radio, there was the song every day, and started with the preparation of my coffee cup, my mood: weird, something happened, I knew it was. Take my cup of coffee ... I needed another because the thoughts that had demanded to be much more awake, I started my second cup, my thoughts end and never got to be something consistent.
... me I feel a grayscale
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