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  • For some odd reason, I can't get on with my life if there is no bright light ahead to look forward to. I can't drag on with my daily chores and daily routine if I know there is no break, no vacation, no exciting change up ahead. That is my fuel. That is how I push myself along the road of life. I just can't get from point A to point B without a stop at the Ritz somewhere in between!

    Honestly, I would not have crawled my way through all those weeks of school without knowing that at the end, there would be the sweet reward of a Christmas Vacation. And now I am shaking in my skin as the next wave of school days looms threateningly at the end of this moving conveyer belt of peacefulness and relaxation. It seemed so far away before, but now, I am inches away from being catapulted back into the chasm. Plunging back into the battlefield, resuming the fight for success and good grades. The only thing that makes me stand strong in this time is looking deep into the midst of school days and spying pleasant changes in this world of routine.

    Deep in the future I see our friends coming over for a sleepover, and farther still the promise of Spring Vacation. Not to mention the countless snow days that may take pity on our daily struggle and bless us children with a day off. At least, I have something to work for.

    So that's why, when I feel stuck in a hole with no light to follow, I will go up to my parents and say, "Quick! Give me five things to look forward to!" And I will listen in a sweat while they count things off, and I can finally return to my daily struggling refreshed. For me, there always needs to be a match to light up the darkness ahead. When the match goes out, is the day I do too.
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