I'm not a morning person. I'm a night owl. So mornings were already not
my favorite part of the day but when my mind went on strike they became
dreadful. I hated mornings, I hated waking up, I hated that I hated
waking up. I felt I had no reason to get up anymore, the earth would
keep turning whether I got out of bed or not. I wanted to just sleep
through the day and live a night life. In my opinion the moon perfect
company. And I needed company.
Stella
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