If all goes well tomorrow…
I will probably be cheering and skipping in the hallways with no shame.
I will probably be jamming out to music that is decades older than me in public with no shame.
I will probably kiss the curse words goodbye with no shame.
I will probably regain the motivation I had with no shame.
I will probably squish a lot of people I know with no shame.
All because I will be done with all 24 pieces of my portfolio forwarded to my art teacher.
5 actual works inserted into an envelope to be mailed. Everything ready to be graded.
I will be my true self tomorrow just because I’ve completed a goal, a task.
Insha’allah, all will go well tomorrow.