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Don’t ever hit pause.

When I’m inspired, there’s never enough hours in a day. When I descend back to reality, every second is a stab to my sanity. When I turn on the music, I lose track of time.


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Everything I Thought I Was Good At…

I’m not.


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I like to think of my brain as an arsenal.

However, my supply is currently low—alarmingly low.

I use my assault rifle when attacking exams, sniper rifle when scoring deals, grenades when defending my pride, flamethrower when scorching art, rocket launchers for going out, pistol when firing insults, and sentinel when landing a sale.

Well, they’re still here. Just rendered useless as I’m low on ammo.

I fought the war but the war won. And now I need to rebuild my supply chain.