My feet drag along the floor as I push open the door to my apartment. I dropped my bag just inside the door and took two steps to collapse on the couch, so glad to be laying down. My feet ached in agreement. Today had been...hard. So hard. There had been so much to do. It felt like I'd been running flat out since I got up this morning. Why? I pressed my face into the pillow. Why did there had to be so much responsibility placed on me so quickly? Why? I didn't know how much longer I could take this.
-Inspiration from coming home from work
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