This time is spiralling down to a night I have to sit beneath burning stage lights for 3 and a half hours. 3 hours that are supposed to be cumulative of the past 12 years of my life. It's insulting to us, but a form of closer and discomfort. I prepared so much for this. It's coming sooner than I know and I can hardly imagine it. It'll be too real
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