Usually when I fall asleep with a sad soul I wake up the next day feeling different, like today’s a new day…  but today is different for some reason. 

I wake up and go downstairs and see the mess I left, desperately trying to do anything but drink…

I’m proud to say I didn’t drink last night. 

But something in me wonders if I would’ve woke up differently, maybe having forgotten the saddness in my  soul, if i had…

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