Time to face the music. I hate that saying. I hate it because of the truth time moves forward and there's nothing you can do. Time is like a crashing wave where you either swim forward or get pummeled under the weight.
It would be so great so uncover that unearthly endurance that champions and history figures possess. I struggle week to week rising up and sustaining only to fall and bury my head in the sand until it's time to rise once more.
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Diary Opened
Non-FictionInnermost thoughts and wonderings made public. In order to test the public and push the boundaries of the anonymous. Strong emotions and strong thoughts simply written down. Following a single story and the strongest most noteworthy point of stress...
