Just before going to bed he poured some more Scotch into his glass... another ritual he required for sleep. Sleep... a state where nervous system is inactive and consciousness practically suspended... state where he wanted to be forever...
"Soon this all be gone" He said again ... finished his drink and dropped himself on bed... few minutes later the apartment was filled with his snores...
Morning has to come...
"Soon this all be gone" He said again ... finished his drink and dropped himself on bed... few minutes later the apartment was filled with his snores...
Morning has to come...
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