Class, work, class, homework. The well-oiled hum of this college life.
There was a time, not so long ago, when none of that mattered.
There were still classes, still homework, still exams.
But they’d easily be tossed into the breeze in favor of a midnight swim or night in Le Cotton Club.
It was so much easier to relax abroad. So much easier to live.
Now I just worry.
forever in darkness
"Water does not dissipate, water just takes you and goes."
Love on the defensive.
Everything is golden.
Afraid of the dark
This was Lopevi Island, Republic of Vanuatu, in 1999.
Reading on a rainy day: Days of Dust by Halim Barakat