i've got fashawn in my ears and homework on my mind.
i've got a full memory card at my fingers and the sun beaming through my window, inside my eyes.
i've got a letter on my desk and long-past-due seminary make up to the right of it.
i've got a sweater on the bed and glasses holding place in my book.
i've got photos on the door and good friends in the frame.
i've got the beatles anthology beneath this laptop and a need for sleep.
i've got my brother's too-big future missionary band on my wrist.
i've got dirt on my feet and my hair in a mess.
i've got more pressing things, but whatever, i guess.
