Wednesday, April 12, 2006
5.22am, and it's raining outside.
it hasn't rained in a while.
i listen to the sound of water droplets hitting the pavement; all else is quiet apart from this whir of white noise and the sound of car tyres in the distance.
i stare at my corporate homicide notes, formulating an argument, maybe more. there's so much to say, but only if i know much more than i do.
the bed looks inviting for more than 1 reason, but i think i should try to accomplish more in the face of distraction.
i should be stressed and panicked but i am not. in the face of the ongoing exam, how do i say this, but?
"i am the luckiest."
now playing: hotel costes - cafe de flor
it hasn't rained in a while.
i listen to the sound of water droplets hitting the pavement; all else is quiet apart from this whir of white noise and the sound of car tyres in the distance.
i stare at my corporate homicide notes, formulating an argument, maybe more. there's so much to say, but only if i know much more than i do.
the bed looks inviting for more than 1 reason, but i think i should try to accomplish more in the face of distraction.
i should be stressed and panicked but i am not. in the face of the ongoing exam, how do i say this, but?
"i am the luckiest."
# posted by Kitana @ 4/12/2006 08:24:00 PM 
