Dear Fall 2014,
I’m breaking up with you.
We really have no reason to be together anymore.
I turned in my last two papers today at approximately 9:50 a.m., went to get a little bit of a breakfast, and proceeded to take a victory nap that lasted a couple hours.
Why should I prolong the inevitable? We have no reason to even mingle with each Continue reading “A Break Up Letter to This Semester”
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