For my mid winter recess I enjoyed the warmth of my home. My blanket was my best friend. We had naps together and ate food together. This is not existentialism, it is just me. My thoughts are binded through a thin wire, they call that wire hope. I was lost in the burning embers of the snow patterned assault that the sky threw upon us. I began to wonder, "How long have I been here?" The answer was evident. I was looking, looking really good. I mean I was looking very fly that day. Thank you and have a good day.Tuesday, March 10, 2015
My Mid Winter Recess
For my mid winter recess I enjoyed the warmth of my home. My blanket was my best friend. We had naps together and ate food together. This is not existentialism, it is just me. My thoughts are binded through a thin wire, they call that wire hope. I was lost in the burning embers of the snow patterned assault that the sky threw upon us. I began to wonder, "How long have I been here?" The answer was evident. I was looking, looking really good. I mean I was looking very fly that day. Thank you and have a good day.
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Well it sounds like you had a rest filled break with your blanket and that you looked and felt great about it.
ReplyDeletePS Are you sure you know what existentialism is?