Peter (xoder) wrote,

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So, I was walking down the quarter mile today, so I could go to the Pentium Lab so I wouldn't do stuff like I'm doing now (i.e. work), and I walked past the woods.
They're starting to burst into leaf.

I somehow knew before I got here that there would be woods that I would have such feeling for. I really to treasure those woods. Maybe I will walk back to the dorms through them.
[No, not just for that reason, you.]
I know, its funny that I so love my NYC, but I also love nature so much.

Okay, don't I need to work now?


This all seemed much more significant in my head, before I typed it out here.
I hate it when that happens.

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