I don't know why...

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getting a refund makes me feel guilty. It's not really my job to keep these writing classes open, and it's not like I promised someone specific that I'd do it with her.(Part of me still wish I'd just said "yes" but the money might come in handier than feeding my dumb brain, anyway.
(Part of me has always been holding out for something more passionate than me being a good little girl with my notebook, also, though, I have to admit that.)

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was trying to follow my enthusiasm...

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but the spark on Easter Sunday didn't last. So having the money will be better.
But why does that feel shitty(Well, aside from the last few months being tough for bunches of stupid niggly reasons that wouldn't bother me so much if I got some peace in between.)