Today begins as a solitary figure. As it meets the night, it is no longer alone...

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Unto this day I yield victory, outlasting me it has won.

Sleep prior the clock tends tomorrow, dreaming far too long.

Thus awake in time lagging.

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Long days are scientifically proven to only have 24 hours. But unlike short days, which are also 24 hours, they have a higher density of “things to endure...”. Be that pain, suffering, boredom, or hopefully something more enjoyable. Something that was able to take all of your focus and attention, and pull on your sense of time until it slowed down to a bare crawl. A diminishing tick, tock, ticking out of sync with time kept by machines or the spinning of our planet.

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Crud, not going to bed early enough caused me to have a fender bender with tomorrow.

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The only thing standing between me, and tomorrow morning... is sleep.

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It wasn't until Today that I noticed Yesterday had walked out on me...

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Tuesday began, strangely enough, almost exactly how Monday ended!

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Today is a new day. It brings less of yesterday, and more of tomorrow.

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Night falls upon us. Its dead weight crushing the light, and forcing the last ounce of energy to drop like a tear from my tired body. Crying not for sleep but for the loss of a day.

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