Cold

A ripple for every moment

Frigid sky scattered here and there. Shadows watch mountains who are not easily scared. Snowflakes fall as time stands still, while sun's warmth trembles under the treacherous chill. Depths run thin as the ice grows, and blue meets white in the blue shallow. Everything covered perfectly in a blanket, one that is cold and doesn't need to fake it.

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Last night, after 5 unsuccessful hours of reformating our old computer, I was angry. Not only have I spent a majority of the last few days studying hard, but I've also been relatively stressed out. And to work on a computer when it was my night off, was very upsetting. Especially when a 1 hour process turned into an all-night process.

I should not have much more work left to do on it, just a couple downloads and such. I think I am going to take a break from it tonight. There were other things I wanted to do last night and never had a chance to do them.

Justin called me up late last night. He may be the first person to realize, without me first complaining about it, the decisions I have made. The question he asked is usually the reason why I have my quarterly crises. When it comes down to it, I know I am in the right place. Even if I enjoy doing some things, it doesn't mean that is path I should have taken permanently. For instance, I love basketball but I never could be a pro basketball player (although I brag I could be sometimes). I would like to do something between the two extremes, and this is something I have known for some time. The exact path is always a mystery, as it should be. Because if you know what's at the end of the road, why even take the journey?

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