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Promenading on the Fine Line


Monday, May 26, 2014 @ 11:50 PM
Solitude.


Walking alone at night, knowing nothing will happen, is highly liberating. No one to be so conscientious about but myself.
Back here again at Kroeber for this summer. No matter what I do, I can't seem to runaway or take a break from this area. Even though school ended quite recently, I was hit by a wave of nostalgia. It wasn't the normal warm feeling of nostalgia, but a painful one. A feeling of sudden emptiness, almost. Not sure; it's an off day today for me.

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