Muse

3 weeks of non-lectures and non-monash. a place away from the jam-packed mornings and lifeless afternoons. and now, back at home, im like a lost lamb with little to amuse me. little but the indulgence of sleep, books and the forthcoming rain.

and they said after exams, come the after parties and the many crazy weekends. i guess my social calendar had slowed down to a crawl. a drag quite the fact. shrouded by all the dark figures of hypocrisy and pretentiousness. all the things you cant see in the dark but had come to light. for this the time of our life.