#647054 added April 27, 2009 at 5:04am Restrictions: None
Monday Morning
The artificial lights in reception are hard on the eyes, I feel my mind drifting as the tiredness burns my eyes. Outside is green and wet, rain spatters the steps leading to the main doors. The dullness of the day makes the lights feel harsher than normal. A chill sweeps over me and I glance at the darkening sky outside, looks like thunder.
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