living with not dying from disease.

he's come back to the place where he's so close yet so far away. he could get on with his life, cut those last couple strands, and be completely free. in if few more days he might be cutting those strands for completely different reason. he doesn't want to take the chance. maybe one day he'll tell her what they mean, one day when he can bring himself to bring it up. for now he'll try to make those last few days, as if he doesn't have enough to distract himself with.  he can't even find the time to relax with all the craziness headed his way. Monday looms just around the corner while he's scrambling to choreograph and memorize, basing the next year of his life around how well he does. then the AP exam he's had the whole year to prepare for but hasn't bothered to even try until there's too much to be done to fit studying in. that exam quickly followed by a project he has no ideas where he'll manage to get any work done in his schedule. finally, the boat cruise to celebrate the end of the most difficult week of his life thus far.  his mother decides to spring things on him when he's least expecting it. once he commits to a school, a plan for the next year he gets hit with a "if you don't get scholarships you can go live in brazil for 6 months, that would be a good experience." he doesn't know how he feels. he's glad to have such a beautiful option, yet he doesn't think he can figure it out alone. he needs someone to understand his traveling habits.  <3 <3