A Well-Deserved Rest

It started with the alarm clock.

I just couldn't take it. Not now, now that the sun isn't even up when the alarm goes off. I've lived through that alarm for decades now, and it just gets harder every day.

I wonder, when I first got an alarm clock as a boy, did I know what a cruel master it would become? The clock never changes, but I get older.

I lay there, and suddenly I knew; I just couldn't do it any more. Not one more day of getting up, showering, and dragging myself to work. Not one more day of putting in my time, obeying that damned clock, doing everything that my body was screaming not to do - and why? What for? Whatever it was, it couldn't be worth it.

So I lay there.
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A Well-Deserved Rest

It started with the alarm clock.

I just couldn't take it. Not now, now that the sun isn't even up when the alarm goes off. I've lived through that alarm for decades now, and it just gets harder every day.

I wonder, when I first got an alarm clock as a boy, did I know what a cruel master it would become? The clock never changes, but I get older.

I lay there, and suddenly I knew; I just couldn't do it any more. Not one more day of getting up, showering, and dragging myself to work. Not one more day of putting in my time, obeying that damned clock, doing everything that my body was screaming not to do - and why? What for? Whatever it was, it couldn't be worth it.

So I lay there.
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Coda

Tonight I sang my little 3-year-old boy to sleep for the very last time. When he wakes up tomorrow, he'll be four. Actually, he'll turn four in less than an hour.
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Coda

Tonight I sang my little 3-year-old boy to sleep for the very last time. When he wakes up tomorrow, he'll be four. Actually, he'll turn four in less than an hour.
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