6:45 - 'it's quarter til'
7:00 - mirror, grub
7:15 - colonies of cars - star-stop-punch'in
9:00 - the point to which i read in the forthcoming gossip room
1:00 - an ideal, sleep in the park if meteorological conditions allow + recollection of nutritional energies
6:00 - bus/car - the colonies are reaching their destinations nomatterwhat
the rest of the day(s) is spent in an attempt to find purpose in time allocated to the free activities, yet the constraints insufferably itch my temples. it's not the summer i have hoped for, yet in retrospect, the freedom is there and will always be... mind you/us, with some restrictions in mind.
i miss my natal land.
'you had a revolution in your head, too bad you couldn't make it out of bed'
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