recently, i've been trying to efface my unrealistic grip on time. albeit i wear my watch every day, that does not mean i know time, not really. realistically, it takes half an hour by the orange line to get to bryant park, it takes 15 minutes to walk to campus. there's a whole brigade of excuse expressions for people like me: not everyone is on "island time". 20 minutes into class is not "fashionably late". i've come to know that the only instances in which time is malleable is (1) when i drive up the expressway and (2) in dreams. and this long streaming thought boiled over for this moment: a saturday night in the library with my pals thoreau & durand, and a mind like a sieve.
you know, i think if i ought not wear a watch, i'd be where i should more often.
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1 comment:
oh jeez. zoe and time mgmt
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