The Sky's the Limit

Essay comes from a French word that means 'to try'. This particular essay that I am writing now is trying.

It's an argument, and I hate arguing.

It's on a topic that I have no interest in.

I'm heartily sick of citing references, even using noodletools.com

I've decided that I hate writing.

So today, you get pictures. I've been preoccupied with the sky lately.

This is the view from Cara's sixth floor dorm room. What a view to wake up to every morning!

A pity it's wasted on Cara. Like her mother, she is definately not a morning person. A recent facebook entry read "Oh, my dear bed. I never should have left you. I now realize the error of my ways." Sadly, I too, have had similar epiphanies.

This is a sunset sky downtown.

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Winter sky.

On the way home from school earlier in the fall.

I'd write more, but I must motivate.

Okay.

I lied.

I'm not going to write more, and it's because I don't wanna.

Did I mention that essay?