Thursday.

This is what August started with:

“To be nobody but yourself in a world that’s doing its best to make you somebody else, is to fight the hardest battle you are ever going to fight. Never stop fighting.”
-e e cummings

If all else fails, there is one thing I know for certain.

The show must go on.

This is what August ended with:

“Time passes. Even when it seems impossible. Even when each tick of the second hand aches like the pulse of blood behind a bruise. It passes unevenly, in strange lurches and dragging lulls, but pass it does.

Even for me.”

That was from chapter four of book two, and it seems strangely fitting to my current life. Both of them, all of it, in every way possible.

Happy Thursday.

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