I wrote the following stuff a few months ago. It made me feel nice to read it again today, for some reason, so I'll share it:
Today has been a long day, and it’s only 3.00. I came away from the career fair more bummed than ever, with the increased conviction that German really is the most worthless thing you can study. I got a bit of a cold, I’m tired, and I’m pissed off because I’ve been cranky lots lately. I know that’s stupid, but that’s the way it is. In any case, I got on the bus to head home. At least the sun was shining, which can do a lot to improve most any day. The sun was the warm type of sun that you get on an occasional winter afternoon, where it hits you horizontally from just over the mountains, and it warms you up and calms you down. This was even happening through the windows of the bus.
I sat on the bus and watched a young kid, maybe two or three years old, who was sitting in a seat at the front of the bus. He was being hypnotized by the sun, as well, and his eyelids were getting heavy. They closed slowly as his head began to tilt forward. He closed his eyes further, and just as they closed, he reached up his index finger and began to pick his nose, even as he drifted off into sleep. He then give a slight start, but realized that it was his own finger in his nose. He then nodded off to sleep again. Man, to be young again. Little Nose Picking Dreamer, make sure you study something like business or physics or engineering…
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