My little section of the student ghetto is in full bloom today 
The voices of over-eager frat boys have thawed out and are now mixing with AC/DC played over a worn-out boom box. I opened my windows to these noises I would usually roll my eyes at, to smile at the way the birds are singing along. The fresh air is inhaling the smoke from my nag champa burning on my nightstand.
These past few days have been hard, but today I remind myself that I am not alone so long as I have nature, and I am not lonely as long as I have memories and kindred spirits
Enjoy the beauty of today!
(sorry i get so cheesey
)
The voices of over-eager frat boys have thawed out and are now mixing with AC/DC played over a worn-out boom box. I opened my windows to these noises I would usually roll my eyes at, to smile at the way the birds are singing along. The fresh air is inhaling the smoke from my nag champa burning on my nightstand.
These past few days have been hard, but today I remind myself that I am not alone so long as I have nature, and I am not lonely as long as I have memories and kindred spirits
Enjoy the beauty of today!
(sorry i get so cheesey
)VIEW 4 of 4 COMMENTS
osoesoteric:
ahh... hmm i wonder where she's working now then... i can't imagine her quiting without something else lined up...
mikael:
You're not alone. Do I have to start quoting fucking James Taylor on your ass??