Sometimes when I move from class to class, I just feel as if I am a gerbil running around and around on his wheel. So to take my mind off it, I daydream about fields of flowers and lambs. During my daydreaming time I can become quite insensitive and rude when I have to refocus on class. My daydreaming can take wild turns and next I find myself being chased through unknown hallways after the exorcist had a failed attempt to rid of the demon. In the end I am taken out of the chase as the bell rings and I to back to lambs in fields until my thoughts turn into another direction.
Life is filled with the small. It all ranges from sad to happy, heartbroken to dreamer, life to death, and so on. So, take a look dear reader and see what this world offers. Not everything is sugar sweet and not everything is a bitter thorn. [Updating Sparingly]
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