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an off-key day.
Do you ever have one of them? Because I am having one today. Let me explain. Maybe you play piano, and you see an old piano, beautiful, brown, a nice layer of dust is blanketing it. You pretend you are on stage, and you look around you. A meek smile, and a gentle wave. You sit down and inhale deeply because you are nervous. The dust finds its way into your nose and you sneeze. Oh dear. Just begin playing, you set one finger down on an ivory key, expecting a C, but getting nothing of the sort. You feel like that awkward note.
Or maybe you spend your days on the computer, fingers flying across the keyboard. Well if you're like me, you might not necessarily use the home keys. And maybe you've memorized the spaces between the letters rather than their actual placement [maybe that is placement haha]. So when you being typing, if you start at the wrong ibe it ends uo ainsthing liek this. And maybe you are feeling like all that nonsense you just typed out. I am feeling like all that nonsense I just typed out. But I am glad that it is windy outside.
It's a strange thing to set foot on campus, and not see a single student around. The crosswalk light still goes off when the streetlight turns red. It reminds me of a bird chirping, something kind of comical actually. The quad is something really nice to see when no one is passing through it. And yet, the clouds were hanging in the sky, making everything a dreary color...it wasn't that happy. Also, I wasn't that happy. But the wind was blowing my hair around, and I was by myself, and I really like the wind. I'm walking down a side walk considering where I should go next, when I see a flower on the concrete. A bright, fake, yellow rose. Even with those fake dew drops. Against the concrete that yellow couldn't be any brighter. I picked it up and looked around then shoved the pitiful thing in my purse. Probably why I am so messy, I just have so many things that I don't need, serve no purpose to me...but I like to keep little trinkets. I give those little things a very particular meaning to me, and this is why I cannot part with them. They might be buried under clutter and when I am looking for something else I might stumble upon that very thing and smile at the memory. Or maybe it might make me cry. Who knows.
Again I guess it's kind of funny to save these kinds of blog posts and continue writing them later haha. I have such a change in mood. But this is a good thing. I really like this thick sleeping bag of mine. The laptop was sitting on it, so it was warm and heavy in a really nice way when I covered my legs with it just now.
I can't always be waiting waiting on you..
