-=the daily grind=-

Yep, February. That month. School’s almost winding up and finals are soon in coming.

Why do we not write when we’re happy? I’m writing now, does that mean I’m unhappy? No. Unhappy’s not the word. Just…melancholy, at least for the time being.

I don’t know everything. Nor will I ever know it all. I am not the first nor will I be the last. I am not indispensable. I’m not a constant. But I can be guarded. I can be hard. I can choose to change the lock on the door. The next time, fall like the first time? Maybe, but likely never again.

I’m not as flippant as I seem.

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