College musings

In the land of college
Where coffee flows like water
Strange things happen

Like why did I stay up 'til four
Watching the Grand Budapest Hotel
With roommates and tea
Only to fall asleep ten minutes in?

Or spend close to ten hours
In two days
Dancing ballroom

Or walk to a cemetery
And run back to watch a show
And then another show

Or accidentally sleep for twelve hours straight
Only to sleep for three the next day?

(I suppose that works out to seven and a half
On average)

In the land of college
Where jazz plays on sunny work days
And identity crises loom

What impending doom.

Nah, it's chill
Just keep p-setting.