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Prepare and repeat while creating stories in your head. The people aren’t real, but the emotions are. That has to count for something, right?

Ten racks of preparation while others ghost past and ignore cries for help. Their claws reach miles away, digging deep and injecting guilt so they don’t pretend to carry it.

Add a brighter layer and lift your mood with each stroke, entering a state of contentment while the evidence of production is there for all to see.

Recognition finally shown just as your will was about to snap. Are you a rubber band to them? How many times will you stretch before you start to tear?

Rest a moment longer and miss your chance to grab the energy needed for the rest of the day. How will you survive now?

Plaster the hollow left as chipped away chunks, hoping a new strength can form and hold to paint a better time. Brighten up your perspective.

Renew but ignore until someone else demands the presence. Is it more appealing now just because a time limit makes you pause and really look?

Cling to routine so exhaustion doesn’t distract. Months to go until excitement returns, can you last?

The fall will be when you come alive and remember passion isn’t wrong. You have the right to express the real you.

Sit and wait to hear the future of next year and begin to plan so you’re ready to meet it and remember the joy of a decade.