doing nothing again

you knew it all along.

you realize how much you value all the free time you currently have with the all-too-plausible reason that you may not have free time later, during the rest of the semester. and suddenly it hits you:

you may not have free time at any point in time.
ever again.
Madame Later may not arrive.
it is seriously possible that it'd be impossible to simply be possible.

you knew it all along. but you just had to try
of course, try

having to buy a shirt, a toothbrush, a bar of soap and the whole package in school simply 'cause you failed to go home simply 'cause you fell asleep with good friends at 4 in the morning simply 'cause you've had enough to drink simply 'cause you're more sleepy and more weak than usual simply 'cause your free time is suddenly

numbered.
which should only be the case if we all agree that zero is a number.
because the idea that there is no room to procrastinate suddenly is so true,
even for sanggunumans,
for solitary trips to spanish bistros,
for random walks through random cities
for good not-a-box books.

and thus, the things we deem obstacles to productivity and growth now are necessary.
delaying to tomorrow can be supported by more reasons.
slacking off is redefined.

we knew it all along. but we now know better 'cause we tried.
Yoda, there is a try. and it is a lot similar with do.

lisnin to that "God will make a way/When there seems to be no way" song playing in my head 'cause it sure is so interestingly true.
sortof readin syllabi
feelin kinda sane.