04.25.2003 10:05 am
b&w

I've been more tired than I should have been lately.

Reading Destiny's journal. Hearing her talk of being in New York, of all the options there, of change and variety and ... wonderfulness. I finish reading the page and look up... the world is black and white. Like an old photograph, but not even tinged sepia. Totally colourless. My skin, even. Is this a visual hallucination? I suppose it must be, but it doesn't freak me out as much as I would have imagined. It just makes sense. This world here at USM: "weary, stale, flat, and unprofitable."

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