Tomorrow is weighing on my heart like a ball and chain, and what's worse is that I know without a doubt that the next six weeks are going to be brutal as well. They're either going to be a testament to my character or they will break me. No matter what though, it's starting to look like I'm going to have to face it out there on my own, and defy some odds along the way too.
I'm afraid, but I don't need sympathy or empty, pretentious words. Just some faith is fine, thanks.
Rise and grind, Vic.
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