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From inside the living room I stare out into the night. Complete darkness just on the other side of the window, no stars, no street lights, not even a flicker of moonlight pierces through the black skies above. Just like staring into the void, there is nothing, not even my own reflection in the glass. My bare feet touches a cold, hard wood floor. As I shift my weight back and forth, I sense the slight bend in the wood, and hear a minimal creak from the affected planks. Behind me, coming from the kithcen, I hear the increasing sound of boiling water as my kettle heats up the water inside it. I turn around ready to go into the kithcen and as I take my first step i wonder why all the lights are turned off. Why would I put over water and not, atleast turn on the kitchen lights? A weird thing to forget, but i guess I have been forgetting stuff lately. It doesn't matter. I exit the living room and turn right towards the kithcen. Except, the sound of boiling water is now coming from behind me. I turn around and walk straight ahead, until I step in to the kitchen. So now I can't even remember how to get from the living room to the kitchen in my own house? Good job brain. I shouldn't even be awake right now, it's the middle of the night. I have work in the morning, right? No, it's saturday, my bad, I don't work saturdays anymore. I'm getting old. I fumble for the light switch, at the kitchen entrance. Finally I find it, and the lights turn on. I look around the kitchen, blinking my eyes, as they adjust to the sudden light. Such an old kitchen, I really need to get it redone soon. Why have I not done this sooner? I'm not good at getting stuff done, never have been. I open the cabinets, with their old and peeling dark blue paint, and take out a mug. I hear the click, indicating the kettle has done its job, and the boiling water is now slowly cooling down. I pour some instant coffe into the mug and fill it with water. Coffee at this time, good job brain. The bitter smell of coffee fills the air. For a moment I watch the steam slowly rise from the mug before i take a sip. A bitter sensation fills my mouth, too bitter. Do I usually drink this with suger? I probably do. I search through a couple of different cabinets before i find the sugar. Much better. That's how I take my coffee. The caffeine makes my mind wake up a bit. Maybe I should go outside for a bit, it's not too cold this time of year, I think. I go to the front door and pull the handle, it's locked. Where did i put the key? Whatever, I'll find it soon enough. As I think about the possible location of the key I put on some shoes, lying next to the door. My feet feels slightly weird in them, are they too big, is it just my imagination. Maybe I should put socks on. No why bother. I turn around, it's cold, all the lights are off. It's so dark here.