a long shear of light and then a series of low concussions

[descieux]

I just got back from a meeting with an instructor about my seminar paper. We were supposedly discussing nostalgia, pastoral traditions, and apocalypse, but my eyes were trained on her office: the abstract watercolor on the wall, the small laptop, the books hemming everything in. I was looking for clues on how one settles into such a life. How does

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[hausfrauatu]

Hahahaha!

Curse Twilight, indeed.