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I don’t know.

I’m sorry.

I don’t know if I can do this.

I’m sorry. 

I don’t know if I can do this for much longer.

I’m sorry.

I don’t know if I can do this for much longer and I’ve been getting tired.

We made a bet when we were sixteen.

Actually, you were fifteen.

I knew I’d lose. I did it so you would continue to speak to me. I liked seeing you care about something healthy.

Is that okay to say?

This piece is a textual representation of what I was thinking this morning when I woke up to a snow day. My university classes are cancelled for today and it reminded me of what it felt like to be a kid on a snow day playing outside.

Every day when we stand for the pledge, I feel like a curtain has fallen over me,  

holding me down. 

I remember who is president for the next four years. 

And I want to cry.