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Good Morning Rain Drops.


Its 4:09 in the afternoon and I have now been awake for nine minutes. I’m not usually this lazy but I must say sleeping the day away felt good. I woke up to the rain falling on my roof. The wind tossing nature around, and darkness in my room. Thank god for dark brown curtains. But now I have a problem: do I be productive for a few hours and force myself to sleep later tonight or simply vegg out all day and sleep when boredom strikes? I like the simplicity of such a problem; it beats stressing about four finals in two days and the potential issue of sleeping through said finals. Maybe I should find something to add complexity to my life over this break.  I could read or clean or prepare for classes or job hunt….or I can go puddle jump.  Yes. Puddle Jump. Barefoot.
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