The television is on in the common room all the time...i hate that. I am always in the music lounge_bum; it's better than the television invasion happening at the apartment_sometimes. Practice rooms are too cramped for large sketchpads, instrument cases, and oneself. Lumpy black and blue marks on shins don't help anything. Showers are semi productive ways of passing time in a less self-conscious way.
On the way to class today the overcast sky seemed especially intense. There were so many subtle shades purple, yellow, magenta, and even slight hints of green that constantly changed saturation and order in which presented with each strong gust of wind. All of that color stored in each rain drop. Enough droplets for the entire eye's expanse of the sky. The sky was an impressionistic reflection of the ground.
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