Listening to Forevernevermore by Moodymann and my funk, motown, groove playlist. Good morning, good afternoon (good evening, and goodnight). I'm writing from my bed, but contrary to previous entries, I haven't just woken up. I had an exam earlier today which wrested me out of my sanctuary. Got it done, had a little breakfast, made some coffee, and now I'm back to ground zero. It's 1:10pm, and it's a cloudy day. I'm watching the trees just barely start to bud outside my window. I'll only have this view for 3 more days, and then never again. A bittersweet goodbye to a very good room. This is where I've been writing from, by the way, sans the pillow that I prop up against the wall so all of my postcards are visible. Believe it or not, the postcard wall was much smaller back in September. Slowly but surely, it grew by virtue of my travels, some lovely mail treats, and a sincere dedication to hunting for ephemera wherever I find myself. Whichever postcards didn't fit right on this wall…
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