Yes, this is what my feelings look like. Ony grayer.
I'm... restless.
The quiet mornings gets on my nerves.
I catch myself sighing all the time.
I get irritated and impatient over the most inane things.
I miss the morning rush.
The bone-tired feeling.
Buying a good pair of sneaks.
Haaaay. I feel old.
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