A bit of apprehension, but more so a state of consideration for what might come this year. A few hours spent reading in preparation. And a last look at the television and other local purveyors of leisure. A washing and drying of clothes. A cleaning out of the bag. A beginning of a ritual. And maybe even a rite.
This is what happens when school is about to start.
is it a ritual, or a rite? a passage, or a stairway? a river, or a stream?
can’t sleep. but should.
i’m glad you’re feeling better from august 3.
Left by nina on September 4th, 2007