It has been tough leading up to school and not knowing what I'll be doing.
Can't anyone read the writing on the wall?
This is all a charade brought on by the governor.
Right now I just want to cry.
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I am not fearful, but I am wary.
I know nothing is guaranteed, even if
I try to remain as safe as possible.
I can only do what I feel is right.
Yesterday I just wanted to let myself "Be" --
and so went with the flow of the day.
Do not spend one more minute of worry.
Everything will be alright.
(These words are a blessing.)
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