Today is a day of first days
Faces familiar and otherwise are falling together. A child peers at me through the glass window of the computer lab. He smiles when I smile. It's here it's here it's here it's here. Make screams at it. It won't go away. This is the fruition of our maturation. We have come this far and we must face that fact. They said wear a Bethany t-shirt or sweatshirt, but I don't have one. Can I still get my picture taken and sent out to all those perspectives, those who will start their first days in later years? Greek will handle itself, just as the Greeks were the Greeks. When in Greece. Walk like an Egyptian. The lab is open all day. Hey look at these signs. One by one, we filter back into existence. We become what is expected, yet again. We learn we are not alone.
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sirkempsalot) wrote,
obscurity purposeful
