In a month's time, Uni begins. I don't feel very different, and perhaps shouldn't be feeling any different until I exchange my love of the city for the more intimate merpeople of Cornwall. And scones. The merpeople will feed us the scones to aid this feeling of intimacy, and I shall wake up a beautiful swan, ready to begin this new chapter. Only it won't be so beautiful cause I'll be lying in student filth, amongst empty bottles and the remaining contents of cheap student food, both in original and disgorged form. It'll be like a party bag, full of tacky goodness, and it's not gonna last long.
Raaaaaaaaaaaaa sleep.
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Zest - Listening to: the church - under the milky way