November 12, 2013 § Leave a comment
And here I am again, eating my burnt flan whilst listening to German rap in the middle of a financial accounting problem on amortization.
My nails are bitten down- a future in management won’t look kindly towards these hands. The library becomes chilly after midnight and noises become louder. My black keys tapping, the janitors shuffling mops and chairs- over-under- around and around the dryer in my dormitory spins and i sit in the library waiting
sitting, tapping, writing, waiting
Remembering the burnt flan I left for an hour too long five hours ago while I occupied myself with video games and laundry.
The laundry is long done
I hope it doesn’t get thrown up
Tick tick tick goes my circadian clock
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