I'm thinking about life, or more specifically how we approach it individually. This secular it pertaining to my current state of fortunes, however curious it may be. To look at it explicitly, the structure's there and easy to follow. Spring is finally starting to show its colors through the haze and occasional showers. Months until graduation turn to weeks. Days stretch on into the hours previously reserved for dusk and twilight. As magic hour follows the sun later and later, the reality of this chapter coming to a close looms surprisingly distant and unfocused on the mind's horizon.
He's not ready to wake up. Shhh.
