I'm sleeping early. I couldn't handle this day.
I. Give. Up.
No I didn't cry, I was only yawning.
No, I'm not tired, just sleepy.
I'm not pressured.
I'm not sick.
I'm not starving.
I'm ok.
I'm not hurt.
A sleep is all it takes to make all these bad things go away.
Guess today wasn't a good day.
But if I sleep, I'll be ok.
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Right?
