THIS PAGE HAS BEEN LEFT BLANK over the past couple of days, in correlation with my idle thoughts, lack of time and overall sour mood.
An account of my existence: The witnessing of my favorite author; nosebleeds, uncontrollable and daily; a dirty bathroom; a new pair of shoes; the registration as a voter in the state of Minnesota; the feeling of inferior that comes along with the workplace; the uphill battle of photography and life in a darkroom; the illogical ways of the American primary and secondary education systems; attempting to write, creatively; coffee, in a remote corner; fighting with my bedtime; contemplating whether or not reduced fat ice cream is legitimate; a fresh haircut, clean laundry, and cupboards of groceries; a hole in my pocket; registration of spring semester classes abroad; exhaustion of the election; and lastly, attempting to organize my thoughts into coherent, meaningful paragraphs that others can meaningfully enjoy.
For the sake of this page being filled with what Sark would argue as “unjuicy words,” I will finish now and must be on my merry way to put on my ball and chain, a.k.a. work.
Love, love, love.
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