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Apr. 18th, 2005 06:36 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
garranThere's a battered windshield wiper in the dust by the crosswalk to Capilano Mall. I wonder if it was actually flung there.
The cherry blossoms are falling again, like Autumn's fey sister; they pool and swirl about the sidewalks and the parking lots, and their death is sweet and strong in all the nearby air, unless someone is smoking.
Having apparently learned less than I'd hoped in the way of timely preparation tactics, I feel deeply unprepared for my finals tomorrow. But it's an incredible day; perhaps I'll sit out on the deck to study...
The cherry blossoms are falling again, like Autumn's fey sister; they pool and swirl about the sidewalks and the parking lots, and their death is sweet and strong in all the nearby air, unless someone is smoking.
Having apparently learned less than I'd hoped in the way of timely preparation tactics, I feel deeply unprepared for my finals tomorrow. But it's an incredible day; perhaps I'll sit out on the deck to study...
