Look with your eyes, not with your hands.


Such a minute fraction of this life do we live: so much is sleep, tooth-brushing, waiting for mail, for metamorphosis, for those sudden moments of incandescence: unexpected, but once one knows them, one can live life in the light of their past and the hope of their future.



A grad student muses on her life, film, friends, politics, reality televizzle, and music.

 
my schedule is an absolute mess... so not only I am getting up every day for 8am classes (enduring the loudness that only comes with living next door to one of the biggest drug dealers on campus) but I think I am back in the independent study / old man Nelson rut as bureaucracy is as boring as I feared and every other poli sci class is already full. The pains that come with a double major! I have never had to return books en masse like I have this year...

posted by lmjasinski at 10:46 AM