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At this very moment I am: terrified, excited, impossibly happy, anxious, did I mention terrified?
I don't feel alone anymore. This morning I felt like nothing more than an insignificant speck of dust. I have been doing nothing but math, math, and more math for days. So maybe I am a speck of dust. But being dust isn't so bad. Dust is pretty persistent.
And dust has friends! Lots of them. Even if the majority of those friends are more like acquaintances. If only this little speck of dust could not be so afraid of expressing how much she cares about people. (Or other specks of dust rather for the sake on continuity.)
I don't feel alone anymore. This morning I felt like nothing more than an insignificant speck of dust. I have been doing nothing but math, math, and more math for days. So maybe I am a speck of dust. But being dust isn't so bad. Dust is pretty persistent.
And dust has friends! Lots of them. Even if the majority of those friends are more like acquaintances. If only this little speck of dust could not be so afraid of expressing how much she cares about people. (Or other specks of dust rather for the sake on continuity.)