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I'd like to end this charade. I'm beginning to feel not so brilliant. I really want/need to finish school, and I am apprehensive about the whole ordeal because I'm going to have to write something and come up with smart-sounding paragraphs about things. I'd like to not work ever again. I'd like to do things that interest me and not have to worry about proving that I understand what the hell is going on.
But then again, maybe the only brilliance I need in my life right now is from the sun as I'm floating on my back in an azure-colored ocean.
But then again, maybe the only brilliance I need in my life right now is from the sun as I'm floating on my back in an azure-colored ocean.