Random Muse

It was a foreseen outcome, really. It just hadn't come yet. It would have to be faced sooner or later. Even you knew that. You probably knew it earlier. It was borderline obvious. Not that it was something you wanted to admit. You didn't want to give it up. You liked things the way they were. It didn't bother you as much as it should've. Why should it? It would come around sooner or later. It always did. You put it off. Everything was always like that for everyone. The further away the better. It wasn't better in the end, but everyone thought it would be. It was only normal to think that way. Right?

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