Sleep
The minutes ticked by, one by one turning into hours. He had to be up in the morning, but his mind just wouldn’t rest. He had to get the story on paper.
Finally, with the sun peeking over the horizon, he was finished. Before him in blue ink lay the seed of his masterpiece.
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