Well here we are again. it began with the urine like scent of piss in the wind that fully embodies... pollen. on the jeep and all over the screened in porch. Like a damn aderol induced haze that comes with engineering final exams, Summer arived as quick as a shart surprises.
Since damn February, I swear I started dreading the schorching Summer stench of polluted sky and waterless slow running creeks. Sweating, while making a 2 minute fucking walk to Physics class. fml. Even more so of a reason to embrace the western movement. Or maybe because June of last year held an entire host of shitty ass events that proceeded to fuck my life up beyond comprehension. Although... here i am again. and damn glad to be here, considering. Anywho, Summer has made a hell of an appearance. With about a three day streak of record temps after memorial day, jeez is Al Gore whackin off yet to the atmosphere?
Along with the turn of the Season also comes a change in perspective for this guy. Never did I ever see my wits be tested as they have the past few days, except for a few years back in '07. but that issue shalt be dug up today. What I'm talking about is that sensation in your stomach when your brain takes over youre whole body, and paralizes every action. the thoughts that occupy every trench of thought processing. relationship issues. A girl.. that you love, and call yours, have held closest as two people can.. in the possession of another guy. Just the thought. the notion. that feeling beginning in the head, then multiplying to the throat, and to the stomach. not good. not good at all. which are the words I kept telling myself of my pathetic feelings and emotion. I loathe that feeling.
I believe in love at first sight. I also believe in the theory that humans normally always want what they can't have. But also, I lastly but not least do agree that true appreciation is revealed as a loss is experienced.
enough with the emotional ramblings about relationship dynamics at present. I appologise for the gap of writing. My mind allows certain things to take over. And I hardly find time to read books. but bla bla bla.
summertime...June...
*to be continued*
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