It has been a week where no matter what time I went to bed, I always woke up at 4am.
This is one of those nights.
When suddenly the eyes turn wide open while morning is still long to come.
Where I toss and turn in hope that I could go back to sleep.
And after an hour or so of struggling, I raise my white flag and know that I have defeated.
I turn on my laptop and celebrate it.
It's (Not) Always Better Late Than Never
10 years ago
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