As Julia laid down that night, her tiredness flowed inside her bed. She felt it, she smelled it, she touched it as it descended into the crevices of the wool until it mingled with the tiredness of the countless others who slept on that bed before her. She felt exhausted and relieved.


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My name is Marco, I am an entrepreneur in the financial industry, a graphic artist and a lover of the urban landscape. You can tweet me @helobiae

One comment

  1. I like the image of tiredness flowing through the body and out into the bed.

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