I know some people may find it interesting and maybe impossible, but on a dark February night when there were no fans or air conditioners to interrupt the silence, I woke up because of a sound that came from nowhere but my own nose.
I got up immediately, feeling that restlessness one feels after knowing something that is weird and final if not bad and devastating. Remember that feeling when you first realised you are a grown up or had to be ready in a few days to change your school when one of your parents had a transferable job? Changes that we have no control over.
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