ish.
not sure why.
but here's a little something that made me go: hmmmm.
"I wanted a perfect ending. Now I've learned, the hard way, that some poems don't rhyme, and some stories don't have a clear beginning, middle, and end. Life is about not knowing, having to change, taking the moment and making the best of it, without knowing what's going to happen next."
-Gilda Radner
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i never could resist the urge to take a peek at the ending. these days, i'm fumbling to visualize those last pages and its frustrating that i'm coming up empty.
this too shall pass my little minnow. this. too. shall. pass.
*sigh*
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