last night i closed my text at something close to three, having the last hour spent being a little distracted by the things that went wrong(or the things that could have been right). i dived into bed and found it hard to reach that point of oblivion. there seem to never be a line distinct enough.
it was my first test in ages. hours and hours of mind numbing late nights. i felt good as my paper was collected and the chatter that went off and i grabbed my bag to leave.
would have been nice if i was able to let the mood just carry on through the night and even morning.
i was in a moment. would have been nice if t'was someone to share it with...
before i start all over tonight.
life ain't picture perfect, i guess. especially sometimes when its suppose to count.
lecture six,
and so i do.
jorn was alive and kickin' at
2:09:00 AM
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