I'm listening to Copeland, and it's midnight. I think I am in a strange mood. Not happy, but not sad. I feel dazed, like I am lost in a thought; I'm not quite sure what that thought is though. This all sounds dumb, I know. Time goes by so quickly, I'll be gone in two weeks again. Summer is so close to being over. I move in on the 28th and classes
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