Worms and Daisies and Studying
It's a sunny day and I'm here on the 8th floor of the library looking out at the fields and the daisies and people playing frisbee on the grass in a circle.
On walking to the library yesterday I passed a crow with something dangling in its beak. I looked at it closely and, yes, it was a worm! That was the first time I saw a crow with a worm in its beak in real life! I just stood there and gawped.
Throughout all this hectic studying it's the little things you notice most, like the crows and the daisies and the fading daffodils and the scary people with mind-maps and millions of scrawly notes on the eighth floor of the library.
Better get back to studying.
On walking to the library yesterday I passed a crow with something dangling in its beak. I looked at it closely and, yes, it was a worm! That was the first time I saw a crow with a worm in its beak in real life! I just stood there and gawped.
Throughout all this hectic studying it's the little things you notice most, like the crows and the daisies and the fading daffodils and the scary people with mind-maps and millions of scrawly notes on the eighth floor of the library.
Better get back to studying.
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