It's but another early Monday morning at Kelvin Grove N Block Room 515. I have not had breakfast. Today the weather is especially cold with the winter beginning to greet the eastern borders of Australia. I thought of food.
Upon the calm trip of bus 340, I glanced upon 33% of a rainbow arching over the gentle morning sunlight break of Southbank and Milton. I wanted something warm.
Quietly, I waited in the cold vast 7am lecture theatre. Perhaps a drink. With nothing much else to do, I connected myself with my pole device via an audial transmitter cord. But I don't drink coffee. Heart throbbing sounds; ears filled with echoes; eyes possessed by excitement, I partied alone in the lecture hall. I still haven't had breakfast.
Swedish House Mafia + Empty Lecture Room = Crazy Shit
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