fluir de consciencia

I don’t know what to write. I want to write. I enjoy writing. I would like to be poetic, meaningful, profound, interesting… anything.
I would like that connection that good writing – good poetry and good music especially – can create.
Graduate school is exhausting. I enjoy it all, but I would like to saborear más. Todo lo que hacemos es engullir. No hay tiempo para disfrutar nada. Pues eso no es exactamente cierto, pero a veces este rito frentico de leer me exhausta.
I had two exams yesterday. I got up at 6 am today and it feels like I slept in really late.
Anyway, I have an idea for an opinion piece that I am thinking about writing for the University newspaper.
I will try to get that up later today.
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