my packet boat.

today i overslept unintentionally, i woke up later then i wanted to and trudged down to school for a potential useless monday. all through my education life thus far, i havent actually come across a period where i didnt know what was expected of me, the effort that i was required to put in, the week 8 urgency that i was suppose to feel; nothing. like the wind, i'm calm.

i think i'm tired, and i would like to dream of Expresso City with a double decaf skim-milk frappucino. 9:27 PM