Chapter 2
by 
PaolaENF
What should I do first?
Wake up
I woke up this morning to the dull sound of my alarm. For a few seconds, I just lay there staring at the ceiling, trying to gather myself. Nothing felt urgent, but nothing felt optional either. It was another workday. I knew exactly how it would unfold, step by step. There’s something strange about that kind of predictability — comforting, but also heavy.