A Digression
It's too much.I feel that my brain is going to explode.
I don't really know where I'm going with this dissertation.
I'm looking forward to this meeting on Wednesday, so that I can touch base.
So it's going to be real.
Time has flown by so fast.
I want everything to go well this year and it will but it won't be easy.
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The sluggard craves and gets nothing,
but the desires of the diligent are fully satisfied.
Now faith is the substance of things hoped for, the evidence of things not seen.
A digression.
I live in shared accomodation. I opened the fridge this morning to find some mince. It was in its original packaging, but left exposed. I don't know if it had been cooked without seasoning. The mince was a dirty brown colour. The smell was pungent, overwhelming and highly offensive. Rotting carcass. Rot,rot,rot. It made me want to throw up. Is someone really going to feed off a rotting carcass? I don't know if I should say anything...I can't bear it anymore. I don't know how to say what I want to say, without offending anyone. How did I ever eat animals? Something unimaginable now reminiscing.
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