You lapse into subconsciousness on the train and imagine yourself sitting by the beach at night hearing the sounds of waves crashing against the shore line. You are then genuinely surprised and slightly disorientated when reality smacks you in the face and wake to find yourself sitting in a cityrail tin can westbound and the sounds of the waves crashing are merely the rather unromantic mechanical sounds produced by train wheels contacting rails.
Assessment due at 4pm today- finishes bibliography at 3:52 prints it out, runs down from level 4 of the main library into morven brown building, navigate the fray of other students with essays in hand rushing up and down the spiral staircase. Sprint down level two hallway like a crazed maniac, submit hardcopy at 3:59. TALK ABOUT LAST MINUTE FUUUU. Running to submit thousand word essays, thuh uni life.
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