"Not the needle, nor the thread, the lost decree. Saying nothing, that's enough for me."
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So this is what bittersweet feels like.
I agreed to join this bout not having the slightest idea of what I would be encountering and having the most passionate hatred and pessimism in the world. The academic sacrifice took its toll on me, blah blah blah, the rest is history and all that stuff.
It feels very rewarding that every pound of effort was paid off. I may have to shrug off the bitterness I have possessed due to missed priorities for this.
Granted the disguise, I am still hanging on one of the ideals I live by. You make decisions, acquaint with the fact that everyone makes mistakes, and then look back at what made you really happy and realize that sometimes, you search beyond what's at hand and way off your bull's eye.
I'm not the person apt for this kind of thing but I'm not going to lie tonight. I am grateful for being an accidental filler.