7-31-23
Screw typing something poetic. It's the last day of July and I don't like that. August is just not a summer month, even though it's still hot. August will always be when school starts.
Not that I dislike school; I ended up liking college more than I thought I would. I liked most of my classes, I was challenged, and I was alone. It's cool.
I don't like when school starts and having to figure out everything. Especially now that I have to pay for attendance and books. I dread all of it.
My point is, I'm ready to be in the groove, in the middle of the semester, used to everything.
YOU ARE READING
Conversations I'll never have
PoetryI'm tired of writing my thoughts in my notes app
