Everything feels like a blur. You're just whizzing by way TOO FAST. In less than a year, I'll be able to drive. I'll be able to date! I'm going to graduate soon. I'm going off to college. In four years I could get married. That's only 208 weeks! I'll have kids soon after. Then grandkids. Maybe be in a nursing home. And then die.
Ohhhhhh myyyyy goodness.
Please, please please please please PLEASE do me a favor, and
S-l-o-w d-o-w-n.
Sincerely,
Honore
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