I am a native in this world And think in it as a native thinks
Friday, August 27, 2021
August sipped away like a bottle of wine
Central Park lake this afternoon -- it was so hot and humid that rowing a boat wouldn't have been my idea of summer fun, but this couple apparently disagreed.
Classes started on Wednesday, so summer, such as it was, is over for me anyway. Last night when I walked through my living room on my way to brush my teeth, I wondered how I had managed to get so little done on the closet reorganization yesterday. And then I remembered, Oh yeah. I was doing homework.
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