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My days are long.

They are filled with life.

All the little things that entails.

And one of the bigger things, too, every once in a while.

Three classes a day.

So far, it's working.

The other two....are in progress.

And I am working on not freaking out. Getting overwhelmed by the details. The bureaucracy. The list of pros and cons that each option carries with it.

I'm sitting here, and I see that Hope has fallen down. I smile. Not to worry, I get some new tape and stick it back up. My fingers pause on the green painted wood.

I breathe.

It will be alright.

I believe that's true.

Sometimes I just have to work harder than others to remember that.