In these silences something may rise
I ought to be extremely happy since we're going to the national championship. In a way, I am. But that just means that my time left with the Pride is nearing an end for the year. And for one of my friends, forever. I've found out that out of my Scarecrow, Tin Man, and Lion, only Scarecrow and Lion are going to try out for Pride next year. Tin Man doesn't think he'll have the time. So while I'll miss Scarecrow and Lion, my time with Tin Man has become more precious. And on top of that, I'm still dreading my sudden isolation from Scarecrow. To put this in perspective, our trip to Kansas City was a 26 hour day and I only spent one of those hours not right next to Scarecrow, whether it was on the bus, at the game, or when we had free time.
And in addition to all this, I'm beginning to wonder if another person close to me has begun to think less of me. I could just be grabbing at smoke, but I'm really wondering. And I'm terrified I might be right.
And in addition to all this, I'm beginning to wonder if another person close to me has begun to think less of me. I could just be grabbing at smoke, but I'm really wondering. And I'm terrified I might be right.