Snoring From Another View

There is comfort in the sound of her snoring from the other room as I sit in the darkness, unable to sleep. Anxious about everything and nothing, I guess. Tomorrow got here way to fast, and not a thing I can do to be better prepared for it. Too many tomorrows if you ask me. Still, she can rest, gather strength for what has become today, in the gentle rumble of her snoring.

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