Dear WordPress #1

by nmnvillamor

I have been exposed to the rain all afternoon and now my head is aching and my back is sore. I am in my dorm room, contemplating about the two chapters of A. Heywood’s Politics that I have just read and I think nothing is sinking in. Maybe if I sleep it off for a little while… And when I start dreaming about Plato or Machiavelli, then that would mean that I actually learned something. Now, I feel like a cold is coming up. Brain, remember when you used to love the rain so much that you can’t hardly wait for it to come again? Now, you just feel icky and unsettled and you hate it with a passion. I don’t want to be absent. Ever. I am trying this new thing called diligence… Are you familiar?