zombie_nirbhao

in Iowa City, I was able to escape from text messages, e-mail notifications, and the ever present blog, if only for a little while. I was a ghost in a world where everything is exactly the same and entirely different.

it was a good game. after the victory, I rushed the field. I wasn't tired like I used to be, when I stood in the student section and eagerly awaited the end of the game.

now I am home, ready to lose myself in smoke and clay.