Dip in mouth.
Beethoven in the background.
The only light comes from a
dismally lit computer screen.
Wonderful.
Let’s raise some demons, drag some
skeletons out of the closet, and raise, through the necromantic powers of
remembrance, some deeply hidden...
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Dip in mouth.
Beethoven in the background.
The only light comes from a
dismally lit computer screen.
Wonderful.
Let’s raise some demons, drag some
skeletons out of the closet, and raise, through the necromantic powers of
remembrance, some deeply hidden memories that now only serve as ghosts to haunt
my few hours of restless sleep.
Depressing yet? It will only worsen.
That’s the great thing about these
assignments.
If you go about them poorly you get a (less than intimate) view of
yourself from your own shielded perspective.
However, if one does dare to rise the
abysmal memories of undertakings poorly worked then you can succeed in not only
reigniting a passion in your own life, but opening the doors to your true self to
others that only had visitor’s passes.
That being only if you put time into your work.
Don’t do it for the grade.
Do it for yourself.
This is to be short.
I find myself normally exhausted from the way I usually
thrust my words onto type.
I suggest everyone
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