It’s been a hot minute since I’ve found the time to sit down and write, and this wasn’t planned at all; entirely spontaneous.

The last time I wrote, it was the end of summer, and since then… life has descended into absolute chaos: me running from class to class, my room constantly littered with books and paper and references and not having any time to stop and think whatsoever. (Unless it’s about which year the Club of Rome was founded because that I’m obligated to know.)
If you asked me, at any point in these past seven weeks, what the predominant thought in my mind was, it would be: when will I have it all together?
When Murphy’s Law gets all too real: everything that can go wrong is going wrong… but then there are moments like these. It’s 11 in the night, and everything’s silent and you can hear the crickets outside, the clock ticking, and the faint hum of your favourite indie song still playing from your headphones across the room. You have school in the morning, but nothing really matters except the moonlight reflecting off of the pool, the music… the quiet.
That’s what makes life worth living.
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