It is hapless to say that I give into habit more often that I can break out of them. I followed the L train home today instead of driving around it - I wanted to savor the cigarette that I bought after been given a $2 coupon for packs of Camel. Somehow, this justifies everything.
I also love flaw more than anything. My professor is a half-black Nigerian woman who is astoundingly more charm than anything I've encountered. She has a British accent, succumbs to letting us out early, ("I've run out of insightful things to say; now we can stay here for a few more moments to discuss my life, or we can simply just go home"), and is indispensably modest despite the fact that she's a published novelist and a great scholar of post-colonial literature from the African continent. She's undeniably scholarly, but little is said of her ability as a teacher, and the only tolerable qualities that is redeeming is her interestingly opinionated academic approach to this world of literature, and her very scattered-brain charm. Flaw.
The weather is brilliant. This is another wonderful justification to spend time enjoying it.
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