It shouldn't be a prosaic afternoon but now it is.
Everything should be as planned but now it isn't.

I'm having all these mixed up feelings which originate from places and people I don't know why.
Everything's taking a twist as the holidays are coming to an end.
How timely.
I think school's for the sad. I think it's for me.

Maybe I should just sit somewhere, and watch the world spin off in its own slow amazing grace. Take comfort to know at least at long last there's one nice thing to do.

With intestines & veins, Valerie