it's almost noon on a thursday
and i'm sitting in my college library.
so many of my most important thoughts
pass by under these fluorescent lights.

my hands smell like coffee.
i leave trails of it wherever i go.

i'm so tired. i feel like a dull knife.
despite that, i'm not totally miserable.
i love libraries. the seas of books,
the ugly lights, my journal and pen
in front of me.

one day i will not be a student anymore.
one day i will have to find library time
instead of having it built into my day.

getting old sucks ass.