memory : unfinished sentence

I stood my boys up. Guilty has charged.
Never not caring, they showed up at my door. iT was a typical us.
I start to explain why i hadn't met them "i'm going ho.."

hard

someone told me it was hard. Still, we have to learn to let somethings go.
She wasn't wrong, but even harder is to know when NOT to let those things go.

another one

In two days, the world won't stop turning just because another chapter of this book is going to start. It should, but it won't.

This chapter, the forth, is about so much thing. i'm scared.

The one thing i want the most is, at the end of it, to be able to say "i want the next one to be as good as i made this one." I most certainly won't but still.