Because I could lie in bed all day or sit in front of my desk, staring into nothing, and days would have passed, years would have passed. I would have aged and the world would have changed and my world would still remain the same, but I refused to be like that. I was beginning to understand that my time was worth more. I should not waste my life away. By forcing this mindset on me, I was trying to be something more than just my grief and I was proud of myself for that.
Allie; the colour of rust
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RandomI think too much, and that is an illness.
