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Hazy mountains in the distance, light softer than that of the usual sun as dusk sets in. A cruel joke of a day just like the prior day before this. Absent from the normal fresh air and laughter. Forced to stare at ambient light through a window pane and then gaze out the twisted blinds at the world still moving exterior to my stand still position. The clock ticks past as the remaining hours fold around the hours past like a flip book in reverse. The hum of lights nestled high in their position flickering light upon this reality, this dream, and yet, this nightmare.