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9.05 am, I could hear the sound of wizard, by Martin Garrix.

Eating breakfast, I felt good.

Remembering partying on Friday night, I'd had a great time. 

Quietly excited, I was looking forward to a new day. 

The weekend, feeling good, nothing was playing on my mind. 

Warm, it was nice not to be worrying about something.  

Life good, I was moving in the right direction. 

Early, partying the night before, didn't seem that long ago. 

Growing up, music had always inspired me, and helped me through some difficult times.