scattered late-night musings, per usual
Hm. Once again, it seems, I'm finding myself unable to coincide with that thing they call 'sleep'. And so I thought to post here.
Donnie and I went over to Maple Hill Cemetery this weekend to walk around and take some pictures and such. I didn't really get a lot of good shots, the sun was rather bright and garish. Here is one, though:
Other than that, life has been life. A few of us went to see The Crucible on Friday night, which was nice enough. It's nice to be going to plays again. And after that there were parks and pretty views from a mountaintop..
It's spring break now and I'm finding it difficult to know what to do with myself. I actually seem to be missing classes. Though there are things to be studied and papers to be written all the same. Still. The days alone seem long, and draggy, and even cumbersome. And the nights alone just as long and tedious. Particularly when so devoid of sleep. I find myself wondering who else is awake, and if there is anyone I could talk to.. just to pass the hours. To keep my thoughts from getting too involved amongst themselves.
Ah well, c'est la vie, no?
Donnie and I went over to Maple Hill Cemetery this weekend to walk around and take some pictures and such. I didn't really get a lot of good shots, the sun was rather bright and garish. Here is one, though:
Other than that, life has been life. A few of us went to see The Crucible on Friday night, which was nice enough. It's nice to be going to plays again. And after that there were parks and pretty views from a mountaintop..
It's spring break now and I'm finding it difficult to know what to do with myself. I actually seem to be missing classes. Though there are things to be studied and papers to be written all the same. Still. The days alone seem long, and draggy, and even cumbersome. And the nights alone just as long and tedious. Particularly when so devoid of sleep. I find myself wondering who else is awake, and if there is anyone I could talk to.. just to pass the hours. To keep my thoughts from getting too involved amongst themselves.
Ah well, c'est la vie, no?