Swallow the Blue Pill Blues

The early hours were/had been/felt like a crushing weight. The world/his world/everything outside was bright and bustling, but inside, there was just emptiness/this dull ache/a gnawing feeling. He stumbled to the countertop, his head pounding. The coffee pot sat cold and mocking, a symbol/reminder/joke of all the things he couldn't face/deal with/c

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