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Wednesday, September 19, 2012


Julia fixing up her shelf on the left. My desk and wall on the right. (And in detail below.)


Steele and I were having a conversation about getting into rhythms tonight. Mostly how we're not really in one yet, as far as school goes. And it's true, we're not. School doesn't really feel like school. I feel like all my notions of school are slowly breaking down and at the end of this year I'll be left with a little pile of broken walls to go out into the world with. School is this little cocoon. I know who I am here. I know what to do, I know my place. This is a luxury, I know that too, and so I'm just going to focus on working my hardest until all my walls are broken and I'm untied. 

1 comment :

  1. This reminds me so much of how you felt your senior year of high school. and look where you are now!

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