The sun shines through the blinds in the form of small beams, hitting the wide awake woman. She long ago forgot about getting more than four hours a sleep at any given time. It was just over three hours today, she knew she was going to get that much sleep, before she woke up yesterday. It was just another day for her, but it the last day like this.
After today, everything would change. She was going to meet the stranger she knew would be meeting today for the last month. She knew she was going to meet someone, but didn't know who. She couldn't say if the person was male or female. Did such things mater? Did name, or gender truly change what a person would act like?
She saw it coming, whenever she thought, it would sooner or later come back to one things. Was she a God? She was not like the rest of the world. She saw her reflection before the mirror did. She reacted to actions that had not yet happened. She talked to people, who never saw or heard her. Was she sane? Was she insane? Was she God?.....
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Don't crucify if I feel alive. It's a natural high and I'm satisfied.