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Author on Reedsy Prompts since Jan, 2020
Submitted to Contest #74
The last few hours of the year were slipping by like the last few grains in an hourglass, falling into a deep abyss where all the wasted time went. I lied lifelessly on my bed, in a pool of self-induced misery. Waiting for a change that I knew would not come by just sitting and sulking. Still, I stared relentlessly at the faded plaster of my walls. I could hear my friends from halfway across the city, feel their disapproval over my apathy. Hating me for having such an impassive attitude towards life. Or maybe such thoughts were just creeping...
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