On those days where you are too tired to face the day, and you choose to crawl under the covers to escape the world, do you ever wish you could truly escape?

When you are too scared to be an adult, do you wish that you could crawl so far under your sheets that you would find a place that is pleasant and happy and so far removed from this existence of pain and hardship? Where you don’t have to bothered with the consequences of your own mistakes and mess-ups.

I do.


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