Super human. This breath of life, this something, this something possessing this body of mine.

I wake up at 7:30am, lying in bed, hating the cold.

This breath of life, it’s 7:50, trudging and changing in 10 minutes.

I’m up for 8 hours working, working, sitting and thinking.

I go home and lift boxes and boxes, from memories of high school to 22.

It’s superhuman, I wash clothes, pack sales and post products by 10.

I don’t know what I am, but something must be super-human, in me. Not, me- but something possessing me.

It’s this breath of life. Oh, tomorrow. Tomorrow.

I sit again, it’s 11:28 pm.

Oh Tomorrow tomorrow.

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