today i feel something akin to the state of my dorm room... dishevelled, unmaintained, in need of clarity and a good scrub...
maybe it's closer to a sock that's been worn too many days in a row... in either case, the solution remains the same.
It seems that the cyclical nature of time has again caught up with me, and I've come full circle toward not just wanting, but wholly needing christmas break, and all of its trappings. It's like that place, those people, those rituals contain essential vitamins and minerals, without which i begin to develop scurvy, gangrene and any number of other diseases. And not even an event as reassuring as the first true overt academic fellatio you've received since High School, can recreate the status quo, equilibrium.
The cold air, the slowing of time, the lack of choice, the decadent conversations which bend on through the dark and down countless side alleys. Is this always going to be the case? Because if so, I think I can deal with it... I'd just like to know.
Sooner and sooner...
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