noooo
it's 4 in the morning & i drank coffee & i'm really really mad at myself for not working when i could've & -- more importantly -- should've. i am off to smoke cigarettes & stare aimlessly at spanish verbs.
one thousand five hundred words by monday morning, a showdown between madame bovary & mrs dalloway
isn't supposed to be this hard
!
eta @ 6am everyone's talking about sunrises & watching them with people they love & care about & that's all nice & happy & fuzzy. but i just watched this particular sunrise bleary-eyed through a haze of cigarette smoke, alone on my windowsill, & 15% of a final paper typed up on my laptop. & oh goddamn does it feel good. (:
sunrises, in general, are good things.
or maybe they're absolutely boring. perfectly mundane. p-tooie (!) at sunrises. what matters, really, what matters matters matters is that you're there to see them. with someone, alone, through closed eyelids. eh. it's another day. work it.
eta @ 6:05am wtf.
one thousand five hundred words by monday morning, a showdown between madame bovary & mrs dalloway
isn't supposed to be this hard
!
eta @ 6am everyone's talking about sunrises & watching them with people they love & care about & that's all nice & happy & fuzzy. but i just watched this particular sunrise bleary-eyed through a haze of cigarette smoke, alone on my windowsill, & 15% of a final paper typed up on my laptop. & oh goddamn does it feel good. (:
sunrises, in general, are good things.
or maybe they're absolutely boring. perfectly mundane. p-tooie (!) at sunrises. what matters, really, what matters matters matters is that you're there to see them. with someone, alone, through closed eyelids. eh. it's another day. work it.
eta @ 6:05am wtf.