As the sun sets making way for dusk to consume the air.
The temperature drops making the air chilly.
It made bones shiver and buttocks quiver.
The head looking down at a pile of papers spread out across the tables
in a cold coffee place.
The eyes droop lower at the confusion of terms and theories.
The brains begin to lag at every intersection of a new theoretical
explanation.
All soon fall victims to the academic indigestion.
It was sucking the life out of most and bringing a drought to the
brains.
That was it, mental shut down of the neurology department.
As the hours went on, honey mustard nuggets and virgin talk kept the
spirit alive.
Learning more than what the books can teach that bromance will never be
the same without the B.
That an innocent looking child may know more than you.
That one should check next door for the convenience store before heading
across the street.
All in all, that life is about learning something new each time and it
never ends with the books.
The vivid flashes of colours, details, insides, and deciphering the
science behind social behaviour remain embedded in a memory capsule.
This pre- exam scenario will never be forgotten.
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