Why am I awake. That's usually the question scrolling through my brain at all hours of the night. I suppose I can't complain this time since I chose not to sleep. I wish I could say I have something to show for the eight hours of consciousness besides a unsatisfactory two-paged response paper and tired eyes. All-nighters were a staple of a successful week last semester. Me, Steve, and Swati. The three of us all the time. I'm sad to admit no matter how hard you try, you can never recreate an experience. The remake never measures up.
Again, I don't have much to contribute except some lovely sounds. They're one of my winter bands and I know winter is pretty much finished, but Fleet Foxes has been a recurring iTunes choice lately. They have such a calming feel. Listen, love.
Good morning world.
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