Wednesday, January 23, 2013

UPON COMPLETION OF MY LAST FINAL

There came a day when the sun set red casting the campus in sepia tones like an old timey photograph. I stepped out into the gloaming with thoughts as vaporous as mist rising off the Genesee, and as I walked in the strange light of the waning day my tired mind was allowed to wander aimlessly like a work horse turned out to pasture. For the first time in many days neither my steps or thoughts were directed toward the achievement of a goal, and such satisfaction as I felt at the novelty of it was a luxury as can never be purchased, but only earned.

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