i have mixed feelings about going back and reading older posts.
the sheer output is impressive. but i also have this uncontrollable urge to go back and edit and rewrite everything. seems like things can always be broken down and simplified.
but enough about me.
wait, this is all about me. all about me writing for you, the invisible audience.
you know the dream where you're standing in front of your class and you're naked?
well, i never had that particular dream.
i have this recurring dream that i haven't studied a single second for perhaps the most important test of my life, only to discover that i have actually been slacking off all semester and that i am already way beyond any sort of last-minute salvation anyway.
and so all that's left to do is to wander the empty hallways.
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