it was the hide I grew; the weight of the shell was crushing you.

Time flew today, thank god. There's little to write about. As of now, I'm pretty excited for bike trips and homecomings. And playing trombone for a ska band on Halloween. Essays and outlines are kind of cramping my style and lack of sleep isn't making things any easier. Mater went to some meeting tonight about getting ready for college. Honestly, there's no way in heaven or hell that I'm ready for that kind of thing. What a decision. I don't want to think about all the work that has to happen between now and then. Until then, It's time for bed.

Basic geometry, two halves make a circle: you and me.