time

there's so much i could say, but instead of saying it i'm going to say this:

to think of a school year as one massive span of time is just stupid. break it up and there are months; break it more and there are weeks; keep breaking it up and there are days, and keep going and there is nothing but breakfast, lunch, and dinner on repeat. time stops for nobody- whether we want to or we don't- and we live through time- and if anybody is as lucky as me, they get to live through it with someone they love, whether it's side by side or a few miles down the street