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FanFic100 Prompt: 072 Fixed
Claim: Order of the Phoenix
Word Count: 556
Summary: Sirius tries his hand at being a mechanic.
Rating: PG

( Sirus always loved motorcycles. )

 I have an enormous headache. I'm so exhausted. Storms knocked out the power at the gas station where I work, so it was just a huge hassle and the costumers where all upset. PLUS I'm trying to diet, so I couldn't have ice cream. Which I really wanted. And still want.

I was just going to bed, but I thought I'd do an update for any lurkers that may be out there. I'm working on some new art, fanfiction, original stories, and a few crafts projects. Andrea (my girlfriend) is turning 18 on the 22nd of June. My present to her is pretty much just an exposition on how much I think about her and how much she means to me. I'm doing 22 little things for her, instead of one big thing or something I can buy. So, that's part of what got me drawing and writing again. And, I think I'm going to try to continue because I want to maximize my potential.

It's seriously bed time now. GOODNIGHT.

 I told myself I'd go to bed before midnight, but it's midnight now and my eyes are watery and tired, and I'm awake.

For some reason, I thought if I told you in the undertone of my voice, you'd hear how much I meant what I was saying, and understand me. Even though you nodded in my direction, I don't feel like you heard me at all. It's not a feeling I can put into words because perhaps I'm the only person in the whole world who's felt this way, and how would I ever know? Talking about it leads me in humiliating circles.

I told myself to let it go a long time ago. Sometimes I can, because it's easy to ignore. But sometimes I don't feel like ignoring it.

Even I can't place my finger on why it hurts me the slightest bit, because it's all so harmless. Maybe it's because I can't make you feel the way they do? I have no idea. I think that's the worst part.

I spend all my money on Drama and Harry Potter.

 Honestly, I thought Tumblr was super dumb at first.
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 WHAT THE HELL, JANUARY? WHERE DID YOU GO?

( Maybe you're under the cut! )

 For a really long time, I was sad for no real reason, for part of every day, and sometimes all day long. I tried to be happy, but I felt sort of ostracized because everyone else could be happy without trying. I couldn't attribute my fits of depression to anything in particular. Even when I was happy, I wasn't, and I didn't (and still don't) know why.

But for the past months, I've been tremendously happy. I've been having the best time of my life. I sing along now, and I didn't do that before. I either have, or am working toward, everything that I really want. My reflection in the Mirror of Erised could be me, exactly as I am.

I'm a little bit terrified that the sand in my proverbial hourglass is going to run out. I've personally never been better, so I'm afraid that, having tasted life, the fall is going to be harder than it was before. And who will be there to pick up the pieces?

Andrea Lewis.