Ah another weekend passes by like the spring breeze. A breeze that leaves you breathless and longing for more. I have been feeling the urge to throw all my text books out the window, and run off somewhere. Away from integrals, circuits, quizzes and exams. To lay on an isolated hill, to be able to see full 180 degrees of the sky, an unobstructed view of the world.
I am tired. So difficult writing these days.
I am tired. So difficult writing these days.

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