I didn’t sleep much last night. My mind kept running, and I just couldn’t find peace. The room was quiet, but my thoughts were loud. I kept turning in bed, hoping to feel tired enough to rest, but it never came. When morning came, I felt like a zombie. My eyes were heavy, and my body moved slow. I still had to get up and face the day. It wasn’t easy, but I tried. I drank water, took deep breaths, and kept moving. I know not every night will be like this. Some days are just harder. I’m learning to adjust, to rest when I can.
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