There are two kinds of people in the world

One kind of person sees a dog lying in the sun, body heaving gently with the breaths captured in smaller ribs, and realises we are not that much different from them.

Another kind of person sees the same dog and mistakes its smaller ribs for a smaller soul.

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That moment in life when you’re reapplying for scholarships on the same platform as the one you used two years ago, and you have to deselect the preloaded section on your father.