Sometimes It's Too Much To Ask For

Author: Ariah Oak

We all have these days where even rolling over in bed seems like a heroic task to conquer, another mountain to climb in the meantime. My dim clock told me it was past noon, but my body refused to move, and I laid in bed until the sun had made every shadow imaginable on my floor and walls.

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