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My last job. My last job. My last job. My last job will be to help. To help the world as much as I can. I don't know all the best ways to help but I hope I help a little. And I hope I help up until the day I die. Hope help. Hope help. Help hope. I got to hear some of my poetry teacher's poems today, she did a live reading for a podcast radio show type thing and the only time it could be was during our class period. It was cool. I liked her work. I don't always love her reading, but I like her poetry. I think I like a little more animated reading. Whatever. Why am I being judgy. I'm tired. I'm extra tired, in a different way than how I was tired yesterday. Yesterday I was tired due to all the physical labor, today I'm tired due to lack of sleep. I needed to do a work thing and I'm just constantly behind of my reading, so I tried to catch up a bit. And I did catch up a bit, I did the reading for my American poetry class, except I think I realized during class today that we're not just supposed to read the bios on the links she sends us, but we're also supposed to click the links to read some of the poems. Which would make sense, I've kind of been wondering why she's sending us these bios instead of poems, but maybe I missed the memo on how we're supposed to click the poems too. Or maybe she didn't think to tell us. Or maybe she thinks she gave us links to their poems and not just their bios. Who knows? I could ask, but it's one of those things where I don't really want to give away that I haven't been clicking on the poems at the bottom of the bios.
I dunno.
I hope you help for a long long time to come, but I'd like it if you didn't help for a long while at the end. And you got help. I mean, we're all helping and being helped all the time, without even trying, you know? Like, you could be doing nothing but resting in a chair, but you just being there would help me feel better, and Lochlan, too, I bet. Being helped helps.
But in a narrower sense, I think of how my dad probably helped up until the day he died, and I wish we'd had more warning that the end was near for him, and an indication would probably have been that he'd not be helping in the way that we think of "helping" in the time before he passed.
I want us to keep helping right up to the end.