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As the morning light streamed through the tall glass windows of Fairchild innovations, it felt almost blinding, hitting me hard given the state I was in. It was as if the universe had decided this period was the era to call me out for every reckless decision I'd made.
I trudged through the shiny lobby, burdened by an exhaustion that seemed to seep into every bone and muscle. That relentless twenty-four-hour clock Elias had fastened around my neck ticked away in my mind, each second jabbing at me like a tiny knife, twisting my stomach and spiraling my thoughts into a tangled mess of guilt, fear, and self-loathing.
