Through the Back Door
Tuesday, March 29, 2005
  When the sun feels alien
my room smells like sandalwood and I don't even have an incense burning.I have a book sitting on the desk in front of me that I still need to read 23 pages out of before I go to bed. Yes. 23. And it's after three in the morning.

It's Edward Said again. I love this man but why does he have to keep me up all hours of the night?

I saw both blue sky and sunshine for the first time in over a month. I was walking from class with Bekah and I said, "I feel like I'm on an alien planet with all the light! Everything looks so weird!" But all I can say is alien planet or not, it felt good all the way to my toes to have a bit of sunshine. My skin was screaming, "wow! Vitamin D!"

And here I am rambling when I should be reading. The moons out, starying through my window like a peeping tom. I best attend Said and then get some sleep before class. I hear tomorrow is suppose to be sunny again.
 
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