The sweat on my palms stamped on one page marking my impatience and agitation as an agility. The room was filled with silence and my head with second thoughts, the sound of clock ticking was the alone noise that could be heard.
"Was I actually goin...
The sweat on my palms stamped on one page marking my impatience and agitation as an agility. The room was filled with silence and my head with second thoughts, the sound of clock ticking was the alone noise that could be heard.
"Was I actually going to do this?"
I wanted to revisit the months of circle of emotions that I experienced which were presently summed up into three papers.
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