I apologize for my extended absence. Lately I have been quite busy with a few other things, including my summer project of sorts: a novel. I’m about 2,000 words in now, so there’s no turning back now! I’d like to share a little snippet with you, and I’d love to get a bit of feedback if you would be so kind. Thank you, and stay tuned for more.
By 6:30 AM on the first of my last days of childhood I am already crying. It’s not a real cry in the sense that there’s no tears and sobbing, although I probably could “actually” cry if I wanted to. The few teachers’ cars and the light dusting of snow covering the parking lot wouldn’t mind if I broke down into tears, but I still don’t actually cry. Instead, I internally cry, which in many ways is much worse than actually crying. When you actually cry, you release some of the emotions and fears and whatever else that are making you cry, but when you internally cry all of that just builds up until one day you just explode or something. I haven’t gotten there yet, but I probably will pretty soon.
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