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It was one of those never ending days, with two disasters right off the bat culminating in a sorrily indulgent 5-minute tear session before noon- then came the train wreck known as the CAT midterm and a forgotten tuition slot to compound the entire experience.
It was strange though how the crying fit went away as abruptly as it hit, like nothing ever happened and I felt no better or worse. Just the uncomfortably distinct sense of having derived no satisfaction from the salty heat, far from the fleeting relief I used to at least enjoy after the anger/frustration/sadness went away.
Now I just have mud on my shoe, the inescapably warm stickiness of the day on my skin while the wind simultaneously seeps right into my bones; it's bedtime and just as well.
It was strange though how the crying fit went away as abruptly as it hit, like nothing ever happened and I felt no better or worse. Just the uncomfortably distinct sense of having derived no satisfaction from the salty heat, far from the fleeting relief I used to at least enjoy after the anger/frustration/sadness went away.
Now I just have mud on my shoe, the inescapably warm stickiness of the day on my skin while the wind simultaneously seeps right into my bones; it's bedtime and just as well.