There are multiple times in a day when you curse the Gods, there are multiple times in a day when you drown yourself in self pity, there are multiple times in a day when you question the purpose of still being alive.
However, there are these rare Spring nights smelling of final exams, with one arm full of washed clothes from the weekend, which you forgot to pick from the terrace until now and another hand somehow adjusting the dinner parcel that
the delivery person chose to deliver at the same time. Juggling between the two, with the peace of no social media banter and the occasional task of convincing the mother on your sanity and safety, you open the door of your empty flat after a long day, being fully aware of the half finished JIRA cards that should be closed by the night.
These are the nights when you realize that probably, probably you can make through life all alone.
Of course you have no choice.
Of course you had never imagined doing this.
But you can, and you would.
So this time, for real,
To life... AMEN
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