Polkamarine

______Whenever I'm in college, it seems like my days are so slow and torturous, and yet at the same time, they fly by so quickly that the next day is already there just as soon as the first one began. Even more so, at the end of the week when I'm finally able to drive home for a day or so of weekend time with the parents, it seems like it's already time to drive back. Honestly, I don't know how to describe it. It's just a constant cycle of day one to day two and back to day one again. Start and stop. Rinse and repeat. Peanut butter and jelly. Wait a minute, that last one didn't quite match up... ______But heeey, I guess a little bit of mental torture isn't all so bad...