Ambar (ambar) wrote,

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I kiss with life to give all these things in spite of you

Poor elflet is as sick as the proverbial dog. The actual dog, Katja, watches over him with pointy ears, appalling vigor, optimism, and the occasional Kong (dropped in the bed beside him). I need a new icon of her to title 'optimism'. There are worse teachers.

Periodontist pt.2 conquered. In a month we do the eval for surgery (ugh).

Have survived both quizzes and one major test. Deeply cranky about upcoming lab report for physiology, which seems simultaneously pointless and set up to require entirely too much thought. (We spent all of the last lab period fooling with Excel to get tables set up according to her specs. I shit you not.) Midterm in that class on Monday; had best spend time this weekend gaining a firmer grip on neuronal physiology no matter how annoying the details of neurotransmitters may be.

Sufficiently bored last night to go trawling through archival email (some 11 years old and more). Exceedingly startled, therefore, to run across mail to a friend lamenting that all of April was already booked, and how would he like to get together in mid-May?

This pattern is much, much older than I had thought. Interesting.

Infinite loop song of the day:

I am in the air now
I am in your lungs
I am written
I am spoken by a million flaming tongues
I'm the lens through which you see
I'm the process
I am the key
I am synapses firing bullets from a gun
I'm the world's mystique
I am the words you speak
I am language
I am hidden memories that you seek
I am the sun before you see me rise
I burn still when you close your eyes
I am the soul that never dies when flesh is weak

I am inside of you, in spite of you
With strength and sacred grace
But for all you do
I'll carry you
From this bitter place

I am in your future
I am in your past
I'm the echo of your footsteps
I'm your shadow cast
I'm the heat you radiate
I am the fury and the fate
I am each beat within your heart from first to last
I'm your action without thought
I am the instinct born inside you
I'm the bones from which you drape
I am protective skin to hide you
I'm the pull that the earth exerts
I am the rain that stings and the snow that blinds
I'm the architecture of your world and mind

I am the dawn of ages
I am the days seen through
I'm final entropy
I am inside of you
I am the clouds that cover
Your way into the blue
I kiss with life to give
All this in spite of you

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