i can't help but feel remorseful. maybe that's not quite the word for it though. it's more like the feeling of all hope being lost. hope that this country will ever change. hope that the fall will quickly wrap her blanket of season around us. hope that monetary compensation will be extended my way.
i can quite place my finger on the pulse, however. some days i wish that the rain would never end. i often dream that our skyline will continually be a morose shade of pale grey,accompanied by a fine dzizzle. i dream that i can wake up from a restful slumber and deposit myself on the couch, curl up and read novels until my heart's content. alas, the cruel mistress of academia will not allow this fantasy to come to fruition.
i believe i will wrap this up. these are not a normal persons thoughts on the day of their birth, but seeing as it is the ides of September, maybe that has something to do with my feelings.
