i feel crazily lazy and slow as if the day is stopped and I am going ahead of it. one hour leads to the next which leads to next and so on except the 'so on' part seems to be broken. Cut in two by the sun which refuses to get past its zenith and can't be seen through the murky gray of rain clouds ominously promising rain that it will not bring to this dry and forsaken land.





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