so..whatever hope i had for studying for the finals goes down the drain. all i could do for the past few days is to read on the road then think about on the road and then write some crappy version of my on the road. very fertile time period to go on to an all-beat-poet mood, but not exactly functional. spent three days doing nothing but thinking, and reading, and listening. in an odd way, never been happier in weeks. in another, never been more stressed out.
have a few miles davis-s and a few billie holiday-s on my playlist. i think it's time to give the blues and the jazz a shot. we'll see how it goes.
an american prayer is on the menu too. time to dwell into that pretty head of his.
like i said, much thinking on my end--just not on what i should be thinking on.
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