I really haven't felt the need to say all that much, lately.
It's not that there's nothing to talk about (that certainly isn't the case), it's just that I feel like some things don't need to be said. It really is enough they just are.
I'm busy, & classes certainly aren't easy - but it's rewarding.
I still discover new music everyday - & it's incredible (...duh?).
I'm always finding myself in new situations - & I thrive on them.
There really isn't much to say...and it's not a bad thing at all.
Life is going pretty damn well, thank you. =]
The take home midterm for English was passed out today, so class let out an hour early.
We were both still in a lovely (relatively) early morning daze, so as per her suggestion, we wandered over for a cup of coffee since we both had a break.
the day was admired,
selves began to unravel,
an hour turned into three,
& I still can't quite tell whether her eyes are grey or blue
(though I certainly had time enough to gaze).