me thinks students grow on trees and like leaves fall in autumn becoming strewn across these streets as this is precisely when they all appears out of thin air and parents cars with wide-eyed wonder looking forward to drinking themselves oblivious during upcoming Freshers Week followed by a future shackled by student loan debt….. coming into land kicking and screaming as universitys and colleges groan and grind back to life afters summer’s been chewed up, gulped down, digested and excreted in the shape of…. autumn!...... careful with that exclamation, Eugene (re: another potentially obscure reference)…..
once upon a haunted past I was one of these greenhorns, newbies, lost souls, elsewhere in another somewhere in another time (in another life), fresh as milk freshly warm from the udder….. I’ve been back a couple of times since for this, that or the other but nothing measures up to those first baby-steps, or leap into the abyss, when anything seemed possible…… only too soon becoming evident it was anything but….. ho hum…. deluded daze of innocence til all the bubbles one by one were well and truly burst………
well, hush my cynical mouth! (deserved exclamation point)…. I should just climb back in my box.
© robert greig 2017