Sometimes I think about a `perfect
life` where we keep living a scene that never ends.One would be in a car driving to a destination that is forever beyond my reach.
Of course I will not be driving the car, but I would be sleeping or just being in some weird peacefuly state.
I would have endless CDs to play...
And for some reason the cars move in perfect harmony...
We don`t have to brake or slow down because of a jam or a car changing lanes.
It is quite peaceful...
Now I`m doing lit because I am so behind schedule and saturday and sunday will be completely wasted...
So byebye SS and Chem...
So now I am feeling another `perfect life`...
Where it is forever night...
The morning never comes...
I have to forever do literature notes...
The fan makes the place cool but not cold...
The whirl of the fan is almost hypnotic...
I am feeling slightly sleepy but i continue with lit...
It just feels so peaceful...