the artist's box

chapter 3- real dreams

School starts for the betsy tomorrow. Which is both happy and sad. I am really tired already, and can't imagine that getting any better as my workload increases. But? I really like my classes this semester, so that's nifty.

And i've bene saying nifty tons and bunches that past couple days? What is up with that, i ask you.

cheers, y'all.

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