Most mornings I wake up feeling eager, excited, and hopeful.
Most nights, I end up feeling somewhat scared, worried, and hopeless.
I'm not a big fan of the night.
It's weird, because one of my favorite things about myself is my dreams. And I'm pretty sure that not only do my dreams happen at night, but I think most of them take place in a night-time setting.
So...what's up with that?
Sometimes I don't understand me.
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