Some weeks end so fantastically well when throughout the drudgery of the weekdays you were suffering, but a push, a minor comment here, a random conversation there can make you feel like the literal king of the world, able to see far ahead in the future taking care of one's subjects not worrying about one's personal foibles because there are more important matters of the court to be dealt with and you know it was all worth it, every bit of it because without the specific set of circumstances which at the time seemed less than ideal, you wouldn't necessarily have ended where you are now, and you take a look at the vast lands under your grace, a full goddamn breathe of the fresh cool air and tell yourself, to infinity, and beyond! Things are, all things considered, not awful.
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