I look forward to numbers. Is that a good thing or a bad thing? I'm not so sure I've ever been looking forward or for so many numbers in my entire life. Let me explain.
One more week until poetry class ends.
Two more weeks until math class ends.
Three more weeks until work ends.
Four more weeks until the heart beats again.
After that numbers seem to skyrocket up to about 9 weeks til Victor comes home. 11 weeks until I start school. How much is an apartment. How much is tuition. Or we can get real crazy and ask how many weeks until Christmas. Okay I jumped the gun but I thought it would be cool.
I'm looking at the numbers on my clock and they say 12:41. That is past the time of hibernation for this young soul. I am off to bed.
I couldn't be more happy with numbers. I couldn't be more happy with hope...with days....with countdowns in general.
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I see you with your palms in your pants but me, see me, I got the world in my hands.
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