Three punks cycled past my window whooping and talking loudly, one looked up into my room and blew a cheeky kiss.
I got back to writing my essay on the Forest in the Faerie Queene, and imagined the kiss bouncing off the glass window like a bird that didn't see the glass. My essay, if anyone is interested in knowing, was inspired by a Taylor Swift song and so I am praying that my supervisor is a swiftie.
I finished it 2 hours before its deadline.
God painted a really good sunrise today, a perfect balance of pink, which I watched as I settled into my second bowl of muesli.
This was a much better Tuesday.
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