Ursus

Today was a quiet day. A tired day. Alone, with only myself, it seemed, some of the time. But there was no sadness. Only a wish for sleep.

College, I cannot bear to be without you much longer. UCLA, please accept me. I want you so badly. Bruins are Ursus arctos, after all. I still have a picture from ages ago that I drew of a fantasyland in my head, Ursus. And the blanket on my bed is covered with brown bears.

Coincidental? I think not.

Maybe it's meant-to-be. <3