Observation No.2

My partner continually told me...
"it's fine"
"it's fine" 
"it's fine" 
...He told me this enough times to engrave the word average upon my arm when I continually wanted to hear...
"It's good" 
"It's great" 
"Send it."
...and so I took my arm weighted down by average words and pressed send sharing my first ever short story with a class of fifteen. 

Now I sit only to wait for the night when I will be torn down for writing a confused pot of messy clauses. 


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