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F5. Search. Refresh. Nothing. I look at the time: 10:32am.
I get up, I put in coffee pod and wait for a few seconds. I turn the handle and leave the two glass doors at a distance of a couple of centimetres from each other: the fresh air comes in and I take a breath, while I bring the black cup to my mouth. This is already the sixth cup of coffee of the day.
It was 4:47 am when I got out of bed. I woke up suddenly feeling my heart pound in my throat, I opened my eyes and a deafening whistle began to pierce the eardrum of my right ear.
I have been mulling over everything that has happened in the last two days for almost six hours.
I remembered I had a flu a few years ago, which forced me to stuff myself with paracetamol
