Living each day seems to be a chore, an unwanted, much resented burden thrust upon. Every crack of dawn ushers in a night of an Anticipation - for that unknown magic cure-all for all of Life's ailments, for the unwonted Tranquility and Calm that will silence all disturbing noises of the pathetic Human Life - that never abates, whose purpose is undefined, whose end is indefinite, one that is overwhelming, that seems to contend with the Horizon in its infinities. With every passing second, with every breath quicker than the other, it only mounts. Each hour feels like an eternity.......it is a daily ritual that is exhausting. Yet the perpetual Wait goes on till the faintest orange glow in the sky is snuffed out by the velvety darkness, and the chirping of birds followed by a stunned silence.........
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