(here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud and the sky of the sky of a tree called life; which grows higher than the soul can hope or the mind can hide) --ee cummings
Saturday, November 19, 2011
i'm sick to death of grading--been doing it, off and on, all day--so here i am.
i had all of these things that i could have told you, but now i don't remember any of it.
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