| stoneunturned ( @ 2005-08-16 20:20:00 |
trial run
Not sure this icon will do - but it has Meaning.
Today and yesterday have lived up to the august Augusts of the North that I know. Fresh and sharp, the world clarified and strengthened even as the summer dies. I woke up this morning and it felt as though I were returning to high school. God knows I'm glad I'm not, but even so, something about the cool air and sleeping under a blanket and waking up early early recaptured slightly slightly what it was and meant to follow that morning routine. How is that I have so utterly lost my grasp on those four years? The are, of course, nothing at all.
Not sure this icon will do - but it has Meaning.
Today and yesterday have lived up to the august Augusts of the North that I know. Fresh and sharp, the world clarified and strengthened even as the summer dies. I woke up this morning and it felt as though I were returning to high school. God knows I'm glad I'm not, but even so, something about the cool air and sleeping under a blanket and waking up early early recaptured slightly slightly what it was and meant to follow that morning routine. How is that I have so utterly lost my grasp on those four years? The are, of course, nothing at all.