That moment when you have your day entirely mapped out.
That moment when you realize that only a few things have to be cut out the schedule.
That moment when a few becomes a ton.
That moment when a ton becomes only one thing to do.
That moment when you realize that one thing occurs at the end of the day.
That moment when you spend all day looking 'pretty' for the one thing.
That moment when you wait for the phone to ring to know when you'll be picked up.
That moment when you find out that you won't be picked up.
That moment when you realize you look pretty for no reason at all.
That moment when you call one person to save you.
That moment when one person turns out to be twenty.
That moment when everyone has plans. and you're alone.
That moment when you're in utter despair for no good reason at all.
That moment when some one asks you if you're okay. And you have to lie.
That moment when you realize it's only eight o'clock.
That moment when you realize that this is just like the week before.
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