There appears to be a mass accumulation of life and vitality ahead of me in the coming weeks, and I simply have no idea of how to approach it. It frightens me to think of being stuck in the fashion with which I have become accustomed in the last two months. I am gleeful to be moving forward, and incredibly grateful to have prospects on the horizon that do not disgust me, but instead invigorate my person toward something better than what I have grown weary of.
Life is fast approaching, and I cannot contain myself in such a manner to meet it with anything but open arms.
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