no school tomorrow. or monday. or ever.
Read this slowly. Let the words arrive before you decide what they mean.
the strangest freedom is the one you’ve been expecting for years. #
Went out without the little voice saying `”you should study tomorrow.”`
I kept waiting for guilt to arrive.
Nothing.
Wonderful.
Remember me, Eclipse.
Why?
Because every thought leaves a trace. If something moved you, disturbed you, softened you, or made you think, leave it here, quietly.