"I'm glad the end of the world is working out for someone," said Jon Snow to his friend. It feels like great for me too.
I thought hell would freeze over before I would think about the choices I've made. I'm running and losing weight. I've made better ties with distant friends. I mended bridges with people I thought I'd never reconnect with.
Most recently: I applied for a job I never thought I could have. And it's promising how. And I hope I get it. And I hope I'm worthy of the trust it entails.
See, I thought the world would end before I would set my life straight, or before I could have even a hope at the things happening now. I thought that I was satisfied with how life would play out. Now I'm shown doors I never thought I could open. And they're within reach.
But I need to remember to be patient. There are events unfolding now and they still take time.
Just as I waited before things could come around, I still need to remember to wait until they are competed.
But when once I had given up, I'm given hope. And I'm praying it'll be something real, honest, and true this time.
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