Day Seventeen

I manage to find peace for the first time in what seems like days. My mental to-do list is entirely checked off and I can settle into the beginning of the week. 

The soft purring of the feline besides me pulls me out of my stupor. His small claws are kneading into my blanket and his eyes are opening and closing as he gets more comfortable. 

In the same way, I have to fight to keep my eyes open as sleep overwhelms my senses. 

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