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Sometimes it takes a breakdown to realize what you have. And what you are. It takes one day of ridiculous teachers, vast daydreams, heartbreaking text messages, cancer crises, and being the Wind to realize that life is anything but consistent. And out of nowhere you realize, through the tears clouding your vision, that things are what they are. And they're not going to kill you. They'll push you, break you, tear you in half, and drown you in hollow, but then they'll die down. The world is going to notice how strong you are. It'll back off. You'll stand up. Brush the sad off your shoulder. Kick off your worry shoes. And you'll run until you find Okay. You get there and it's raining and there's coffee and you know you can't stay long, but it's here. You're here. It's now. You leave. Go through it all again. And after a few times, you come to find that wherever you are is exactly where you're supposed to be.