Not much to say, working through college and building up my portfolios. =Dubhuir shall be visiting come summer, which is even better, and I haven't got much to say about any of this.
Feel free to look around as usual.


Bus Ride Early morning bus ride,Bus Ride by ~Kendrubbin
Pulls forth in the winter chill,
And I set off again,
Towards a jungle,
Of man and car.
But my attention is diverted,
Occupied by the sun,
Climbing up above the land,
A thousand trees bowing to its might,
The inescapable blaze.
And I long to run,
Past those trees,
And beyond the land itself,
To see the majesty,
Of this burning star.
We carry on,
Unaware,
So proud were we,
Until it rose,
And cast us into light.