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23 September 2003 @ 01:00 pm
Waiting for lunch  
I have about 3 minutes until it is lunchtime, so I make this quick.

Life is both slow and fast here. I want to sing and dance and make lots of noise, but at the same time I want to sleep and hide in the corner and read. Life is full of these dichotomies. There never seems to be just the one thing I want to do even when I am happy. There is always something else to see, another person to talk to, music to listen to, or new things to learn.

And so, I sit in the library trying to get high marbles scores while I am waiting for something to print up. I collect my trivia, my small details that make my work day to me like a cloak, and I wait for lunch.
Feeling like: complacentcomplacent