Friday, February 13, 2009

All driven inwards.

This morning I slept through my 8:30 class.

But today I watched snowflakes prance against an evergreen backdrop.
I watched friends skip across puddles in the night.
I watched friends exchange a secret handshake.
I watched a man's eyes tear while listening to another man's song.
I watched the results of an unfolded happiness.
I watched some ones I know make art.

But this morning I slept through my 8:30 class.

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