huh...?

still I go to the deepest grave, where I go to sleep alone.
the seer's tower x sufjan stevens.

I was going to write something which I sort of thought up of while I was half asleep on the train, coming back home. but I forgot. So... I'm blaming the lack of sleep for whatever elusive thought that decided to grace me with its presence and leave with only a brush of butterflies' wings.

let's just hope that tomorrow's a better day.
... I don't think I can hand in econ essay on time...

for now... sleep.
(and never to wake again.)

so I went back to sleep and I dreamed that I was awake.
in spite of the world x the ataris.