It hasn't looked like summer for weeks here until the past few days. The sun has finally come out, the fog and the overcast have vanished, and it's my day off (after six days of work) and I'm going to go play! It's sooo beautiful.
waking up in the morning and feeling like P Diddy.
Is it that by its indefiniteness it shadows forth the heartless voids and immensities of the universe, and thus stabs us from behind with the thought of annihilation, when beholding the white depths of the milky way?