Nothing but…

I was forced to muddle through what should have been an otherwise exciting first day of classes – but I have enough emotional energy to say that I like both professors that I was introduced to today.

Ty told me how she recently lost a close friend, and that, coupled with the hug she gave me, are the only things that got me through the two power lectures today.

I requested transfer information from a handful of schools, leaving me feeling uprooted and very temporary. Do I not belong anywhere?

These hands are so young and so innocent and I cannot feel anything with them. There seems to be so much

TIME

Nothing but

TIME

What do I do with it all?