There is a certain exhaustion that comes from the first day of classes. For starters there is the commute. Since I only have to take the skytrain this semester, transit offers me less stress and more time to flounder in the dull consciousness that comes from the train's tireless rhythm. To me, this is most exhausting. My glassy reflection filtering the Vancouver below me is enough to suck the motivation right out of my veins. As I have not had to encounter this phenomenon for many weeks now, this first re-integration had a particular impact.Here I continue in the semi-conscious, in a tired outfit of fleece. Here's to building up an immunity!
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