Car's parked, rushed straight in to the hall...
an inadvertently took a stroll down memory lane...
the time spent back in St John's, the years being an impressionable youth,
a talented one amongst his peers of individuals just as talented...
How intoxicating it was, the feeling of immortality, behaving recklessly, toeing the line that separates right and wrong (occasionally stepping over it when we thought no one was watching), willing ourselves to do what we wanted with the talent bestowed upon us.
It was liberating, walking down the corridors of St John's made one feel like a God, filled with potential, and the world was our oyster.
"I come here today, offering my services to the school"
Let's see what we make of this
Once a Johannian, Always a Johannian.
Fide et Labore

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