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“Gonna be Some Changes Made”

Whoa. As I write, graduation with a B.S. in biochemistry and life-changing changes all crash down at once. I should brainstorm for some sort of longer form writing about these events. I could call my writing a “post” … and then, as they accumulate, arrange these “posts” in reverse chronological order on a sort of faux-forum online. I’ll call that a world wide web log of my life. Perhaps I could shorten that to “web log.” Or even “blog.”

Nah. That’d never catch on.

I lie awake because I’m scared
I’m not as fake as you once heard
But we’ll lay down now making sure we
Put these words between us

Can you hear us falling
We’re falling faster
It’s hard to remember
Where we were at a year before

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