...but what if the bridge is under the water?

The moon hung up against a backdrop of a dark, bleak sky last night as I headed home. It looked like a glass orb, tinted red at the bottom, that had been sliced cleanly into half; so transparent, so fragile, so precise, so real yet so virtual at the same time. Study yesterday was, in the overall, productive. Though more could have been done. The books are calling me now, especially my (A)math and physics. And since I wouldn't be able to spend time with them tonight, they are screaming even louder. See you in another long while, or when inspiration or the need to share something overwhelms me again.

Oh and one more thing. English rocks my world. And only one thing else is able to rock my world more than that ♥