off much deprived limelight

They have been there through it all. Both of them. The cries, complains, sighs, laughs, giggles, eye-rollings; everything.

The past three months have been nothing short of challenging for most everyone and so turning around for support would've been unwise. After all each had with them their own share. Just as I had a dreadful roll to unroll, they would've had an equal or bigger roll to let free. There's no one to blame for that; such was the heft that the semester held. Trying to be there for each other showed through text messages that were less than engaging sprinkled with a little sympathy and exaggerated empathy. Heck, I can't go without admitting to guilt for that at times.

That was why these two have been the best refuge that was.
When the parentals attempted but were unable to stomach the technical terms in the course, these two listened attentively and contributed.
When I decided I would steal the keys to a tissue paper factory so there would be no need to restock for a marathon style runner of a nose, they mocked me with a stare that confirmed that such a feat would be impossible in my condition.
They held on to beautiful droplets of rain to provide for a beautiful sight so staying in to conquer phrases like mid terms, deadlines, finals wouldn't be half as bad.
They danced to the wind that couldn't play with my hair and told of the stories from faraway when boredom nudged at giving up.

If both the trees outside could peep into my window at this, I would show them these that I show you:

call(s) to the corporate(s)

skipping the jam with the one now working and another

feeding back feedback at OBE-city

excel formulas to the rescue

spss: silly people seeking silliness

lights galore

the cause for teary eyes

the ever-unexpected m&ms on top of a cake with icing

=) big pencil/marker

66 X 2 = complaining printer and ink tank

The past three months have been a time of sorts with tripping being a recurrent theme. It was so much more easier to stand up with borrowed strength and given grace =)

I would never go back and undo any of it.

My heart goes out to both the trees (and all else) for sticking around.

minx wrote at12:16 AM
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