A poem about nervous habits and thoughts. Thank you for reading :) <3 Cataclysm initiated otherwise A young man tries to gather the courage to ask his crush to dance. Double tetractys dedicated to my students who were competing yesterday. (Note: when I post from work, I can't access the pictures for the screens) What do you do then everything breaks down and your last hope shatters? Mr. Darcy helps his best friend, Mr. Bingley, gather the courage to propose to Jane Bennet and they share a bonding moment together. I experienced my first car crash today. I was sitting in the front passenger seat and I was so scared. But I'm just glad my siblings are safe and untouched. When you essentially tear up, you don't see a lot of data that seems to become sparked from deep inside yourself. That's because you aren't as self-aware as you give yourself credit for...at first!
PS... "Would you like to talk?"