March 4th
I woke up this morning feeling hopeless . I feel like I’m drifting off; from the path to my dreams. I have a diary where I write my deepest thoughts, and in typical style I tried to do so. Alas, my pen was out of ink — the words just didn’t seem to flow. By divine providence, the voice in my head reminded me that I had a date with destiny. Since when did I become so forgetful? Naturally I checked my schedule to find confirmation, and when I did I noticed the advice that the calendar had set before me. March 4th, 2019. March 4th. March forth! Hence, I solemnly swear to march forth; throughout all the struggle and adversity — beginning this cold winter day onwards. This life is harsh but beat on, and fight through all the pain. I promise you that one day it’ll all make perfect sense.