5:30 AM on a Sunday morning.

No one is awake, not even the cat next to me.

Right now, life makes sense, if only for a few moments. I listen to the sounds of my house and a car here and there. The night is as dark as it gets before the first secrets of the morning start their day. I will go lay down now and not solve problems or seek solutions. Only sleep. Sleep and amusement parks that have long since closed and have decided to reopen for the ghosts of long gone lovers.

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