this morning #327.

this morning, nobody’d told him there would be days like these but here he was, trying to imagine all the people who were playing mind games with him. everyone else was getting the credit. everyone else was taking credit. though his recent improbable achievements were out of character, that didn’t mean he shouldn’t be acknowledged for them. normally, he wasn’t the type to care about accolades but he feared that he was slowly getting lost in the mix. if he didn’t defend his hard work, before he knew it he’d just end up another cog in the wheel. either he overcome his fear of speaking up & sticking up for himself or he’d get run over. a dozen times of getting run over was enough.