Story of my life

I woke up early that morning. The house was quiet and cool. I made coffee and went upstairs to read Spanish. I had lost my glasses a few days before. I looked out the window and wondered weather my eyes were deteriorating. I took a sip of my tea, warm and soothing. I felt fresh, which is unusual for this time of the day. The news was uninteresting. When i felt cold i went into my old bedroom and took a shirt off the cloths hanger.


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