As spring break draws closer and closer so does my familiarity with the darkest hours of the night. Hooray for finals! They are the perfect way to force us to memorize facts that we will not be able to recollect in two weeks time, they deprive us of sleep, and they cause us to compromise our immune systems. When linked with finals, this picture acquires a whole new meaning for me. Obviously it is a picture of the moon-the keeper of the night, but in context it means so much more. It is the lone beacon of important thoughts amidst a sea of redundant nothingness, it is a focusing substance in the bottom of an azure bag, it is the light at the end of the tunnel. I am flying out to join the owls of the night.
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