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clutching my bright orange beverage formally referred to as "vitaminwater"- a statement which implies healthy but is most likely far from the truth-i think i'm finally recovering from this weekend, break, life, slumps, and everything else that comes with being in a transitional state.
my classes are starting to take shape, some are entertaining, others stimulating, one so far boring
i think i'm waiting for a change, something in the distance that i have no way of understanding but i can still sense it
poem of the day:
Crumbling is not an instant's act
a fundamental pause
dilapidation's processes
are organized decays.
'Tis first a cobweb on the soul
a cuticle of dust
a borer in the axis
an elemental rust-
Ruin is formal-Devil's work
consecutive and slow-
fail in an instant- no man did
slipping- is crash's law.
my classes are starting to take shape, some are entertaining, others stimulating, one so far boring
i think i'm waiting for a change, something in the distance that i have no way of understanding but i can still sense it
poem of the day:
Crumbling is not an instant's act
a fundamental pause
dilapidation's processes
are organized decays.
'Tis first a cobweb on the soul
a cuticle of dust
a borer in the axis
an elemental rust-
Ruin is formal-Devil's work
consecutive and slow-
fail in an instant- no man did
slipping- is crash's law.