thoughts from two in the morning:
the cup is a ocean shade of green and the fruit punch was a deeper shade of red,
but it made me think of christmas anyway.
the article is twenty-five pages long.
christmas is the twenty-fifth of december.
it’s a sign…
that christmas is coming.
(or something like that.)
when i stayed up late my first year of college,
you’ve been warned.
is this a poem?
in my experience,
when sentences get
broken up and
in strange places,
like over here,
it’s a poem.
but this is a mess of fragmented thoughts and that’s not even for literary effect, so that was probably a dumb question.
see what happens when i do my homework at 2am?
or, um, avoid doing my homework at 2am?
mom & dad, this is purely hypothetical. you know, like, if i were up past 2am doing homework and took a break to blog, this is what i would say.
or it’s a i did homework before work and after work and still have lots of homework to do.
the last one sounds about right.
i’m gonna go do that homework now.