I was wrong.
This week, I felt on top of the world. Prior to this week, shit seemed to blur by- dull hours turned into long, dragging days and everyday became gray. Tuesday proved to be one of the best days of this whole 21-unit semester and it took a secret admirer to make me seize the day.
After a 5 hour shift at the hospital and class, the weather was that right kind of temperature and crispy. With a cold can of Coke, I laid under the shade behind my school for a cool half hour, had The Smiths in my ears and chilled. Day seized.
I'll be doing this more often, before the weather gets to the 90's. Getting in touch with my tropical side.
"Come on, Steve. We've got a diem to carpe!"-Cloudy With A Chance of Meatballs.