Little Black Dot

i almost don't like these first weeks of daylight savings because waking at seven means getting up in the dark. last night, though, was glorious. sunlight until 19.00. endless exclamations.
this weekend i was intensely productive but if the academy had to give me a grade on drinking double americano or riding my bike everywhere or plotting my publishing house which opens next month or sitting around all evening in a white cotton and lace slip and folding paper cranes to hang from my bathroom ceiling, the academy would have to give me an N.
this is why i'm starting to think that university and i aren't really friends.
summer. summer isn't going to know what hit it.