brand new day

As I sit in the library, staring blankly at the coordination chemistry chapter in my hefty chemistry book and with a to-do list of 134920394 things running through my mind, I think-

There's only eleven more days before I'm on a plane, headed for home. How bad could eleven days be? 

In other news, here's my new fave artist. This here dude, Trevor Hall, reminds me of Bob Marley. And I'm not talking just about the dreadlocks. 

Pretty cool, ay? Solid.