skinny head

Since nothing is more tragic than a day bereft of purpose, and ideas from the required academic readings will not seep into my dilapidated brain after hours of attempt, plus remaining in bed may only intensify this rumination, which is something I’ve been trying to avoid, I will thus make this day meaningful by feeding the dogs, paying the bills, cleaning my room, drinking cake milk tea, watching Spy, visiting the National Museum, singing Lilac Wine by Jeff Buckley while taking a bath, surviving the heavy traffic, delighting in the summer heat, laughing at loneliness, sporting a skinny head, praying and staying alive.

The day does not need to be lofty. It just needs to be something.

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