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You find yourself restless in bed rather early in the morning, the curtains across the room from you were blocking out the orange sunlight just about glazing through onto the walls above your bed board. You toss the covers of your bed out of the way as you take a glance over to the digital clock which stood blinking at you on the bed side table. '5:46'. You groan in annoyance and flop down on your pillow facing the ceiling. You frown and pause, feeling the muscles in your face tighten, your face felt strained as though it were tense. Your groan was a lot deeper than you remembered and your frame felt heavier as the mattress sank when you lay