Burnout Morning
Sometimes it seems like every morning starts like this: the fire of the previous night still burning but slowly dwindling.
The amused musings of a wandering student (when on the move), and a journal of curios and odd thoughts in the absence of travel.
Sometimes it seems like every morning starts like this: the fire of the previous night still burning but slowly dwindling.
Posted by The Navigator at 11:35
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