
This morning, I was overwhelmed with deja vu, and not the nice, warm kind. Staring at my screen instead of being at school again—sound familiar? Not that I’m complaining, though; every so often I’m desperately in need of one of these take-it-easy kind of days and this one came right on time. When I’m standing on the precipice, one push away from the dominoes tumbling down.
When I need to take a breath. Process everything that’s happening all too soon.
And then August slipped away again, marking that period of change—the transition from the first half to the second half of the year. It’s just a countdown now. Term exams and trekking, studying some more and then pre-boards, and a couple months later we’re done with school. Do we just let everything pass us by? I sure hope not.
I sure hope we haven’t stopped finding beauty in the mundane.
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