im in art school
again
dribbling the pen
taking pictures
recording
digging into the music
why do i never relate this?
the music does it.
i copied his phone
number down
from the internet
not just his
but his too
that was pre-
facebook.
whoa.
what is this time where
we try so hard convinced
that we'll fail
on the opposite side of
invincible
we do the best we can
at everything
to surprise
our future
selves?
white-washed
foggy period
of dilligence
what do we call
this?
oh yes.
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