3.02am
I’ve been listening to Elliott Smith for most of the night.
I cannot sleep again, but I am incredibly tired.
I’m disappearing for the next two days,
and crashing at a library.
My last exam is on Wednesday.
I’m excited to finish.
It still feels very surreal.
I don’t know what else I’m supposed to say now,
so I’m going to try and get some sleep.
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