after midnight

I can’t sleep. My brain is on hyperdrive. My emotions are amped up. I feel raw and rough and uncertain. I’m wrestling with a decision…though I think what’s actually happening is that I know the right decision but I haven’t yet come around to accepting it. Because this back and forth, this hope and disappointment, this dreaming and adapting and hustling and scheming and…I should stop with all the listing of words, before this turns into a very bad rap.

It’s truly unfortunate that I’m not a rapper. That would be comic gold.

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