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Love story meets Viva la Vida.
Song for a rainy day, while packing up my Sophomore year into boxes large and small.
“It happens that the stage sets collapse. Rising, streetcar, four hours in the office or the factory, meal, streetcar, four hours of work, meal, sleep, and Monday Tuesday Wednesday Thursday Friday and Saturday according to the same rhythm—this path is easily followed most of the time. But one day the "why” arises and everything begins in that weariness tinged with amazement. “Begins"—this is important. Weariness comes at the end of the acts of a mechanical life, but at the same time it inaugurates the impulse of consciousness.”
LDOC, Surprise