Keeping the Excitement

Excitement drilled at her brain. The fact she was nearly finished everything. Well, not everything. But uni for the uni, presents for the birthday girl... Still, finishing wasn't that great of a reward - it meant going out and doing things for the "real world". Further pushing you forwards, 'cause according to anyone, you're no good just standing there. You have to be doing something, apparently. Still, it was a reward for yourself, a mark, a happy spot to grin pathetically in your own little world where no one can bother you. Even then though, there'd be the nasty critter that attacks. Good feelings will be gone. But it was your job to encourage them to stay.

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Full Of Emotion

It's amazing how many emotions and feelings you can go through in a day. From the stupidness and embarrasment, to the quiet and reserved, to the nervous and squirmish. To the dizziness and annoyed, to the happy and focused. From there everything can drop to worry and sadness, hopelessness. Which can speed right back up to joy and laughter, and the best feelings in the world. Then you rewind slowly into the reminiscing thoughtful stage, and the comforting stage of someone else's problems. Then you listen to the noises around you, and slow down for the night, ready to get back to the business of brainstorming: losing yourself in another world again, to experience someone else's emotions. Someone who lives in pain and heartache. Someone who is scared and afraid, yet angry and crying on the inside. Someone who is weak and helpless, who can barely let out a smile some days. Someone who is hurt. And you remind yourself that you need to change that soul's life around into the randomness that your life brings - the range of other emotions that need to be spread around equally. Because you're the writer, and you're the only one who can do so.

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