Why do my moments of clarity hide until I’m at the end of my rope?
Why does the courage, endurance, and hope these moments inspire wane to nothing the moment I’m meant to put these things into practice?
Why am I staring at that last sentence wondering where the fuck the grammatical error that is causing the sentence not to flow is?
Why do I feel like I just made an entirely new grammatically incorrect sentence while trying to complain about the last one?
I should just stop.
Stop it, Kayla.