sparse posting for some weeks

As the final month of senior year winds down, and the final writing for the thesis winds up, there just isn’t going to be much posting going on here. Not that there has been over the past week or two anyways. Please pray that I finish the thesis in a timely fashion and to the best of my albeit feeble abilities.

I hope that once all of my academic duties are finished for this year, I can begin posting on a regular, perhaps daily, basis about the wide variety of topics I would like to cover and few people would actually like to read. Until then, chew on these words:

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One Polaroid a day – perfect every single way
Anchor in a winding ley
Lets you get on while others hang on document decay
But you wanna control everything
You are your own worst enemy – and you don’t wanna talk about it
But in the time it takes to turn your cameras on
You can keep on clicking but the moment’s gone
But you wanna control everything
You are your own worst enemy
One Polaroid a day – the discipline to let things play
And ever-present to remain
Untethered in the Old King’s Road you can pull the trigger and then let it go
But you wanna control everything
You are your own worst enemy – and you don’t wanna talk about it
And in the time it takes to turn your cameras on
You can keep on clicking but the moment’s gone
But you wanna control everything
You are your own worst enemy
You kill the moment when you cling
Lay down your ownership and sing

(“One Polaroid a Day” by  Ted Leo and the Pharmacists, from The Brutalist Bricks)

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