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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As the video rolls on about how to retract a cow's cervix, I gently fall into a deep sleep. I really don't dream, but if I did, I would dream to have other classes that were more within my interest. There is nothing I can do, the class is required, story of my life.

We have another excessively long break filled with restless internet surfing before the next class begins and the next nap occurs. Maybe I should make it a point to stay awake. After all, I'm only paying almost ten thousand dollars to sleep in an uncomfortable chair unconsciously soaking in bovine anatomy.

Maybe this Mello Yello will help me. Speaking of, I always thought it was spelled Mello Yellow. I guess not.

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