escapist moment
I escaped the moment I could. Much like the French, our class is decentralised: lopsided to the right wing, lopsided upward. Like a bird that can barely take flight. Between classes, I felt like I could lie on the tables and just read a book. I'm still not done with 'Good Omens'. Maybe it's because I haven't been seeing any lately.
Someone wants to take Wen as a wife. Lisa's apathy is scaring me. My galpals are enormous fun. My new shoes (!) squeaked over the courtyard, or at least, pretended to squeak. All I did today was to try a little less.
posted by enveloping @ 4:15 PM
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