Perhaps it works like this:
I’ve counted the days and weeks of the semester, and it appears as if nothing’s working. It’s hard to cope. I’d like to think that people have skill sets of their own – tethered, unwound and unknown until someone else or they themselves discover it. I know that I have a number of skills that I can be proud of, along with multiple others I have yet to know. It is difficult to pursue something that doesn’t fit well with you. It is like fitting the wrong pieces to an enormous puzzle. However, that puzzle piece could fit in a place somewhere in that puzzle that no one dares explore. Maybe there’s not enough space yet for it to fit in, or you’re looking at the wrong place to fit it in. Maybe it does fit, but you don’t see it actually fitting in.
There’s probably a place and time for a miracle, and it might be now.