A Piece of Paper

April 29, 2013

Shuffle, Look, Smell, Run It's that time of day again Splash, puddle, run Have to get to class Look up, look down, run? No, a piece of paper Read "Dear you, slow down" Looks up, no longer consumed Looks up, finally understands why she is going to class in the first place Success

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chaun116Apr 29, 2013

I just wrote this with the ensight of how caught up I get in school. Finals are one week away and I want everyone to take a moment to step back and breathe. Ask yourself exactly why you are going to that class or studying for it. You will appreciate that stress more.