it goes like this
the fourth the fifth
the minor fall
the major lift
there's a wooden post in icms that i used to stand next to when i felt homesick:
it gave me some sort of comfort. that just maybe, maybe, if i aligned my body exactly to the direction it was pointing at, and if i closed my eyes, that i would be home.
i have a ton of work, research and two deadlines within 12 hours. uni life. gotta love it.
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