My last thought

The morning promises silence.

Only hearing a few shouts from the local birds muted by the rumble of the window frame caused by an A/C unit actively fighting the outside heat, politely interrupted by the 0700 alarm, 0710 alarm, 0714 alarm, 0716 alarm until silence... the silence is haunted by your lockscreen confirming what the window already showed you, and a sleep score of 68, as if exhaustion needed a number.

"Buzzzzz"

Do you think of bees? Or a mobile, i.e. your mobile vibrating with the utmost of importance—alongside the other 19 badge-surrounded reminders of "missed" somethings.

A.I., please proofread the above. are there too many thoughts?

Thinking...

X Cancelled

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