From now until I recieve news from WUSTL, the event of the day will be the coming of the mail.
Soon after dusk the strange figure in blue with the head lamp will be lurking on my street. I shall eagerly await the parcels she may leave at my residence, and anxiously flip through them to find the one from my Beloved.
2 comments:
Okay, referring to the grad school like it's a person? Kinda creepy.
PATIENCE, Iago!
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