antonyms

I’m finally going to get on that platform on the 18th of next month, for a first-time, one-time performance. The once, seemingly impossible will come fully true, which seems like a lot narratively. It’ll be like leaving home—but we’re crashing out. Moving on to other plot points, big topics and intense missions. We’re all caustically optimistic. Although there’s a cellular-level pull to move on we can’t help but feel a hesitancy to jump into our multifarious futures. We’ve never been improvident. In my personal pool of experience, when I feel alone, friendless and unseen, this unintelligible fear noise arises, and I'm tempted to tap out. But I never have. . . Songs for this: walk but in a garden by LLusion What Dreams Are Made Of by Evann McIntosh I Like You (A Happier Song) [feat. Doja Cat] by Post Malone