It’s been years. And I remember so well those kinds of days. The sleepless nights and hopeless sight from my eyes. The way I prepared my best pen along with my must-have mechanical pencil. And after the day, I went home in the sleepiest manner one could ever have, and had my most peaceful sleep. The next day I could paint a smile in my face.
In here, I am expecting something else.
A bottle, chips and you as a beer bud.
We will survive, believe me.
And in my mind I can picture something like this after I handed in the answer sheet “That was fun!”
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