
At five in the morning, the world begins to forgive everyone except you.
The sky outside the window turns from black to a pale, bruised blue. The first birds begin chirping as if nothing terrible has happened. Somewhere, a delivery truck groans down the street. A neighbor starts a shower. Coffee machines click on in quiet kitchens.
The ordinary world is waking up, and you are still trapped in last night.
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