i forget how much i love bicycling until i go a bicycling.
i've been doing my best to not analyze the situations, and to not think play the counting game and to pretend my freshman year was a practice run at life and to keep my little tragedies at bay.
i am tired, in the regular sense for once, and i look forward to sleep and a lovely day in madison.
my room, is getting cleaner and cleaner and i am hoping to impress everyone who has had 19 years to lose their faith in my ability to be clean and organized.
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