Not the first time I caught myself in a Middle Situation!
On the way to school, on the school bus, bursting out of explosion, some words are so not right to say out now.
I’m fearful of the consequences. What will happen to those affected , do-ers and reporters.
Okay I’m stuck.
That bubbling rage of studying so hard. The thought of others probabale easy access. The probable unfairness.
That bubbling disappointment. Of the probable doers.
That probable misunderstanding. That probable problem that’s gonna brig about probable problems between friends.
I’m probably getting too involved in all this competitiveness. This probabaly haz been growing with semester.