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Dec 2018
Scribble, scribble, I write notes after notes
Click, click, on the web ,I research more and more....
Tick-tick, I go to bed at 4 in the morning
Beep, beep, My alarm wakes me and I'm still tired and yawning
Open, open, my eyes, I feel as if I'm in a game and respawning...
Ready, ready, is what I am for the day...

So...

Let me make so more tea, that weirdly replenishes my energy and then continue onΒ the grind...

Back to constantly working on the ideas on my mind....

Back to working on my self ,the new year is on its way, the new me resumes it's hardworking today

Although the new year may be a month away, today marks the last month of the year, the last month before a new transformation flourishes

I say flourish not start , since it has already begun..... 2019 is steadily on the horizon so sit back and enjoy the fun....

2019...

What becomes of the year?
What becomes of me?
A new step closer to making my own history, maybe ?
Enough questions , for now I will wait , watch and see....
Written by
BungeeGum  22/M
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