Assiduous swings of time..
Nearly halfway through the year already and I ask myself, ‘Where did the time go?’
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Before I even fully accepted 'no more high school for the rest of my life', New Year came around.
Just as I remembered to write '09', I was whisked away to faraway lands of exuberant colour and culture.
Only to return to an empty shell of mundane routine and thin sheets of mild interest.
Time crawls, slow and grueling, but never comes to a halt.
Something had to be done; agony and boredom are not to be trifled with.
Solace. But who knew, art in its many forms could combine to create one self indulgent, endless ecstasy?
M e r l i n . .
*By reading this you have been splotched*