I don’t know what tomorrow holds. I wish I did, but I don’t. The things we have no control over, we let go of. The things we cannot change, we embrace. Still, it is easier said than done, I feel. But part of growing up is learning what it means to be brave and carry on.
The week before finals week is more difficult than finals week itself. I cannot help but feel trapped between a few presentations, a paper, and exhaustion. So what do we do? Drink coffee. Sleep when applicable. And pray for a bundle of miracles.
Or a clock to turn back time.
Love&hugs, Meg<3
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