wrap-up. reflection.
you did something today, and now you're back in your too-cold room with the fixed air conditioning making too much noise.
you're sore, you're tired, you're done. you're ready to relax and get ready for a long night's sleep.
the air conditioning bugs you a bit, but you deal.
YOU ARE READING
given a shot
Poesíai haven't written in a while, here's some random poetry nobody'll ever see
