Everyone always says that things have a tendency to work out. In fact, I know I am guilty of this overused idiom myself, and yet recently I have been struggling to find out if this is true. Things have been piling up on themselves over the course of the past few days. I'm packing up to leave a room, which, has a lot of maintenance, a lot of trash, and a lot of dishes to do , of which are leaving a terrifying lingering smell of refried beans and nutella, and i'm just afraid i'll never be able to enjoy either of those things again. I'm starting to feel that everyone seems to be slowly drifting apart or away from each other, we are all growing up and either off to find ourselves, or running away because we can't face the world around us, but at least we are all moving in some direction, and hey, everything seems to work itself out in the end huh?
Really though, its not that bad. I found twenty bucks on the ground last night. I guess i'm buying.
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