I was hoping the bottle of wine I bought myself this afternoon would help me persevere through these last twenty four hours of the semester but alas, seeing as how I am the most ill-disciplined person on the planet, it did not. Therefore, I had to dedicate my night to studying and the contemplation of several projects and papers, (as well as the drinking of said bottle of wine, of course). I don’t mind though, I overslept this morning so it’s very likely that I wouldn’t have fallen asleep until very late in the morning, if at all, anyway. I’m such a space cadet though, it’s so hard to get anything done without drifting off or getting distracted. I can’t stop thinking about music, about nature, about love. Summertime is literally twenty four hours away, so close I swear I can feel it. Days spent in the sunshine, nights spend singing the blues. Festivals on the weekends and down to the shore when my love and I have the chance. If only I could finish this absurd amount of nonsense work!