You know how brains have all those creases and folds and little flaps of brain meat? Between those of mine, sweat is dripping all down the insides of my skull. And it must be toxic or something because while I still can recall King Richard III quotes with perfect clarity, lately it takes a while to remember non-school related things such as how to cook rice and my name. Hence the shortage of posts - I seem to finally be able to prioritise the way my teachers always told us we should. (With that being, in simplified terms, SCHOOL > LIFE.)
All I know is, the ocean is still in the same place as it has been since the beginning of forever, and 'so constant to me, and so kind' - and I can't wait to get close to it again.
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