Every semester, Semantics (my school's literary magazine) holds a Big Poetry Night where the staff gathers all of the works that have made it through preliminary tryouts and then read them all one more time to finalize decisions. I attended the meeting this time, and let me tell you, it was a very sobering process.
During one of our breaks, I sat back and reflected on the events of the readings and realized something: I can't be nice anymore. I can't be like this. There really IS no place in the world for paper roses, constant "yes's", and overtipping. In other words, there's no place in the world for someone like me.
It's time for a change.
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