Entry 080

Twinearth from Mabinogi. And me.

Running Together

The summer days

Are hot and short,

Not long.

The days all run together.

No meaningful events happen

That distinguish one day from another.

They're all the same.

Wake up,

It's almost 11,

Do nothing of importance,

Play games,

Stay up late,

And sleep again.

These summer days just run together

And collide

And serve no purpose.

They have no meaning.

But they're summer days,

And were never meant to be useful.

"Running Together," (c) Rebecca Grapentine, May 26th, 2011