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it is so sunny and the clouds so boston-like that every song i listen to sounds like spring, like newness and fresh, and even the little fuzzy feeling in my stomach (nervousness for the weekend a bit, and thinking about my oral in a bit more than a week's time) is starting to adapt to the sun. yet the trees are still bare! oh well. so it goes.
boston clouds:
kind of like england. apparently it's been over a year since i went down to brighton to visit deborah with laura. it seems so soon ago. god. that's what this fresh feeling reminds me of too, england days. i half expect uea's concrete to strike when i least expect it. the memories are still so vivid. everything seems fluid these days, feelings coming and going, passing through me, energizing when they are in body, and distant when they leave.
another picture.
and another
boston clouds:
kind of like england. apparently it's been over a year since i went down to brighton to visit deborah with laura. it seems so soon ago. god. that's what this fresh feeling reminds me of too, england days. i half expect uea's concrete to strike when i least expect it. the memories are still so vivid. everything seems fluid these days, feelings coming and going, passing through me, energizing when they are in body, and distant when they leave.
another picture.
and another