It was pretty weird, and I started writing some pretty weird stuff, which is why I stopped my old blog. But I'll be reposting a few of the things I like from it for the sake of collecting things here:
Dubstep is that even a genre is just rolling around his head this morning. So awake, but in the surreal not actually processing anything way. It’s all too familiar he’s been here before hasn’t he? Getting up early after a late bed actually doesn’t feel bad though, mentally there’s enthusiasm and victory. The beats, it feels like his whole body is convulsing but he’s just so caffeinated by now that can’t tell what’s inside and what’s out because his stomach is killing right now, the acidity is just ripping up his esophagus but whatever it tastes nice and bitter so it’s time for another cup. It’s like he needs to go right now and just start running, doing something with all this false energy before it explodes. His mind is twitching more than his body this time thankfully the chaos of the music is expressing emotionally what he can’t physically. Then he loses some of the victory in his head because every minute of today is planned out ahead of time he can’t listen to it all of the time. And the coffee is starting to make him feel worse, hungry and not hungry, too disoriented to prepare something reasonable to eat. But this assignment is going to get A’s his professor will like it and his professor won’t have any clue that he didn’t plan this out ahead of time or put any real consideration or care into it because really, his life consists of a lot more than this class and he wonders if the professor gets that because she must have been in school before too and really he doesn’t care what his professor thinks about anything.
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