Here Is Where Night and Day Run Together.

I haven't seen this person on campus in two years and we seem to be bumping into each other constantly. We talk like we're old friends sharing war stories. Is this a good thing or a bad thing. I guess we will soon find out. Life has a funny way of expressing itself. She's pretty cool and really nice. I don't know if it's my desire to be with someone that makes me feel kind of close to her for some reason or because it's just the fact that she's a really nice person. Time to roll the dice.

Question: Why is it that things that are hard get soft when they get stale and why is it that things that are soft get hard when they go stale? Explain that to me Bill Nye.



HAVE I LOST MY WAY. LIFE IS CONTENT:




SILT

Covered in mud, covered in life, here is where Day and Night run together, struggle to keep afloat, let the Gulf Stream take you under. Hide behind the stack of papers that are piling up on your desk, when will you step out of the norm. Does fear drive you? Does fear know your name? It’s the patience in grieving that will make you stronger, it’s the patience of heart that will keep you longer, bare the brunt of the oncoming storm. Here it is, here it lies, and yet you stand still as if consumed in deep thought, jump now, save later. What do you have to give? What is it that makes you a positive member of this society? Do you still fear?