few minutes ago I woke up. usually, when the alarm sounds from my phone to turn off and I go back to sleep. Yesterday evening, in anticipation of a full day of delayed commitments, before falling asleep I threw the phone across the room, so as to force me the next day to get out of bed to turn off the alarm, thus limiting the risk to sleep again afterwards.
recently, therefore, the sour sound of the alarm I can dream, mix the dream, the dream is knotted. and because the dream is nothing other than myself, that sound is knotted at me, hook up and pulls me away from sleep. I raise my head, I try to track down the phone on the floor of the room already illuminated, the individual, I get out of bed, grabbed him and silence the little voice his zealous. for a moment I say go back to sleep. I look up to the window. are short-sighted, I do not see a shit, except for a dim light and clear at the same time. squinting, I approach the window, catches me a suspect. I wear contact lenses in a hurry. 
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