March 4th

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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.

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