I wanted to continue sleeping, but my smartphone alarm forced me to wake up. The phone lay on the far side of the bed. I rolled over, reached out, and swiped to silence the alarm. It took a couple of seconds for the screen to go dark. I stared into the dimly lit roomnot completely dark, as an eerie glow from the windows faintly illuminated the objects around me. My eyes flickered across the space. In one corner stood the cupboard, unmoved for my entire life. Next to it, on the floor, lay an assortment of weights and dumbbells, relics from a time when I was dedicated to fitness. Now, they sat beside an exercise bench, all covered in a layer of dust. Each time I noticed the dust, I resolved, This Sunday, I’ll definitely clean this room. Now, I supposed I’d have plenty of time. After all, starting today,… Dust and Days