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Fifty-three || Human Extinction and Stuff

Hey guys, how are you? (Sorry, long A/N but please read)

OKAY PLEASE PLEASE READ THIS MY CHILDREN OKay so in the last chapter there was the talk of the "grey people." We've all felt grey at some point in our lives, and some of you have spent too long feeling colorless. But you are not colorless. You think that you're not producing, that you can't draw or sing or write or act or play an instrument or whatever. But no one is really producing, we're just using energy. Energy can't be created or destroyed, it's just changed into different forms. And whether your form is art or math or science or sports or blaring your music so loud you can't hear the world, you're using energy and doing things with that energy and that's pretty amazing.

I know it's hard, when you never feel like enough, when you're always just a digit short, behind the curve. It sucks. It sucks if you've always been there, it sucks if you've been at the top all your life and suddenly you're crashing down. But I don't care if you didn't get that grade you wanted, I don't care if you failed everything. Because you're enough. Being is enough. Okay? We're all trying to be er. PrettiER, smartER, bettER. We're all so focused on being er that we forget that being is enough. Just being is a feat in its own. You are existing in this world, you're breathing and moving and doing. You're part of a cycle, the rhythm of the earth. And that's enough. You are not grey. You are hazy breaths in the winter air and snowflakes melting on your skin. You're nail polish and bare feet, you're sunburns and freckles, you're skinned knees and stained lollipop tongues. You're hot sand under your toes and ripping up the grass between your fingers. You are not grey, you never have been, and you never will be. So keep going. Keep painting the world with laughter and screaming, with skips of joy and sprints of panic. Paint until you feel like you have nothing left to offer, and then let your tears wash the strokes into new colors, new palettes, new hope, because you are not grey.