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I jolt awake, cold and uneasy. I’m clueless why i feel this way but it has me worried. Deep lines form on my forehead and my eyebrows converge towards each other. I sink my head into my palms and force my breath through my fingers. There’s an invisible external pressure crushing down on my entire body, almost physical and yet barely present. I wonder what’s going on. Do you miss it that much, i ask myself silently. The constant brewing of the air around me by the fan blades pierces the blank darkness of my room. I lay back down and cry my desperate self to sleep.