7th
This probably wont make sense to anyone. Just wanted to jot down some thoughts.
Another weekend down. L.R. Good weekend. Finals getting closer. Tired. Cute cat, cement rhino. Graduation too close. Nervous about “real life.” Nervous about moving, moving again, Alaska, sloth bears - not really, thoughts, two wheels, cold rain, moving again, more rain, more thoughts. Lots of moving, always forward, I hope. Feel happy, scared, same time. Crap, didn’t read the statute. Never mind, read it already. Can’t slow down, not now. Too close to the end, to the beginning, to the beginning (not a typo). Why is there always distance? Happens for a reason? Too speculative. Go west young man. Have I been told? Why so difficult? Life is good. Still smiling.
