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Freda Bunny
1 day agoHere I am.
Awake.
At 1:07 AM.
No real reason for being awake —
Just thoughts.
Just worries.
Just that constant noise that never lets me rest.
I’ve spent the whole day,
The whole night,
24 hours… searching for ways to make money.
And now I lie here,
Knowing I’m supposed to get up by 5:30 AM
To go to work.
To do it all again.
But I can’t sleep.
I’m still thinking.
Still wondering.
Still lost.
Trying to convince myself that
“Maybe… just maybe there’s a purpose to all this suffering.”
Maybe one day I’ll wake up at 5:30 AM,
But not to go to work.
Not to struggle.
But because I’ve become a billionaire.
With a B.
Not broke — also with a B.
Just maybe.
And right now?
I’m pressed.
And tired.
And thinking of going to the restroom.
But I’ll unplug my phone, shut my eyes,
And go to sleep with that same silly, stubborn hope…
That tomorrow won’t feel like today.
That one day, this pain will be worth it.
Because honestly?
That hope — that tiny whisper in the dark —
Is what’s keeping me going.
Life is funny.
Pain is loud.
But hope whispers — and tonight, I’m still listening.