View from the window
Sun glistening in wet curves
The ice is melting

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Sharp slaps against wood
Staccato on the pavement
Sounds of melting snow

There is a box of tapes in the guitar class. Genma can point you to it. There's just a couple things on it...recorded over the summer and has something from Obito's last live performance at the end. The rest is...we sort of have had a traveling studio that we'd always take on trips. They were recorded with that.

And...

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It smells like fall.

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My classes are canceled for the 15th. Stay home and sleep in.

There's always this assumption that a task will get easier with repetition. That 'practice makes perfect' adage. This is does not hold true in this case. I've told this story more times that I care to count over the past few days, but I still can't seem to find the right words. I guess this is just the kind of story that can only come out as ( Read more... )

........Even summer is wrong here.

Finals. Finally ( Read more... )