Yevgeniy Kotlovskiy #5

Most days I wake up and spring out of bed lest the ages of decrepitude fasten their restraints on my day. Today was a bit different, I woke up and looked out of the window to realize that it's May. I usually contemplate my day before going to sleep, but it seems I overlooked that. It's strange feeling, the end of a semester, I'd typically find myself saying 'if only' statements and reverting to worrying to rob myself of today. But this particular morning showed that I'd rather not because everything is where it should be.