Thursday, January 29, 2009

just now, sitting up top in the union 823 pm trying to write a brit lit paper that i realllllly don't want to write, after a day that's been busy to my legs and to my brain that hasn't stopped working, trying to figure out things and plan ahead, write a relevant thesis, longing for closure in so many shapes/forms/people/years to come, get back in the groove, wanting to find a way, feeling somehow apologetic for i dunno what, wondering why it's still the same song/daydream/laughter (yours) stuck in my head when it shouldn't be when i don't know--
i had a fleeting feeling that it will all be ok.

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