System Recalibrating

I’m not exactly sure how these scabs came about, consciously I can’t recall any instant where I felt pain or anything that I may have done differently for these to appear. Heck, I can’t even pinpoint the moment they appeared. The arid and brittle wind with not a drop of humidity doesn’t help; my hair won’t even hold their wonted curls. As of this evening, I thought perhaps that I am not sleeping like a baby and instead in my wildest of dreaming encountered and stood up to demons. I can’t recall my dreams as of late; it’s a quandary. I do however, trust my system and know that it’s constantly recalibrating to whatever environmental elements may be rousing it. It’s come a long way evolutionarily, therefore highly equipped to get back on its course soon.  

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