bedside ephiphany

sometimes you get the feeling that things are slipping by you, like a sandstorm.

you are helplessly sucked into the the eye of the storm, blinded, gasping for air. and when you reach out and try to hold on to something, all you get is a fistful of the very substance that engulfs you. consuming you.

life's tough, and opportunities are scarce. look around, seize the day, life won't always be this way.


it's open doors night at my dorm. everyone on my floor has gone to the other floors to hang out and meet other fun people, and i'm here helplessly marooned in this quagmire of knee-deep assignments. it's only the second week of school.

god save the queen.


+listening to: carpe diem by metallica