Sunday, May 9, 2010

All the way to Cassadaga to commune with the dead...


Today I slept in because I stayed up 'til I could see the horizon patterned with orange.

I was late to college, which I suppose is fine because I could listen to Cassadaga and sing in the car on my way. I walked into the classroom feeling determined to achieve something and make myself proud but I think I just came across as empty. The tutor spoke about.... due dates? I think. Yes. Due dates. I tried to listen and focus and become interested. Through the window, there was smoke coming from a chimney in a distant house. I wish I took a picture. It was rather beautiful how the breeze encouraged its direction so that it looked like a 'P'.

Somebody's phone began to ring and a "general murmuring of the people" occured. Then I realised who the tutor looked like;
Boo hiss.

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