It's right there. I can see it. I'm convinced I can feel it. My future. My life. New adventures. It's so close it's almost real, but then I grasp and remember it's not. Yet.
My optimism is so great, I don't know whether to feel higher than I've ever been before, or so deeply disappointed that something so extraordinary is tauntingly out of my reach.
The latter is always stalking, but my optimism is truly such that you could beat me up and I'd still give you a hug. Please don't abuse this privilege.
My optimism is so great, I don't know whether to feel higher than I've ever been before, or so deeply disappointed that something so extraordinary is tauntingly out of my reach.
The latter is always stalking, but my optimism is truly such that you could beat me up and I'd still give you a hug. Please don't abuse this privilege.
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