This week:
I got Mono and four parking tickets.
Went to class selectively. Slept excessively. I'm allowed.
Dreamed a hell of a lot:
last night, or whenever I slept last, I dreamed about Jeff, and Sara, Charlie, and Alexi. In a Chicago Aldis, of all places, trying to plan a rockin' party. But I had left one sister alone in a motel room and the other in a smokey Baker's Square. I woke up crying and wrote Katharine an email. Because she's in Thailand, and I miss her. Only a month more of school and I am done with another year of getting the hell outa town, and I can go home for a month and anticipate its departure.
I miss you, Sara. And I'm having a hard time remembering.
Went to class selectively. Slept excessively. I'm allowed.
Dreamed a hell of a lot:
last night, or whenever I slept last, I dreamed about Jeff, and Sara, Charlie, and Alexi. In a Chicago Aldis, of all places, trying to plan a rockin' party. But I had left one sister alone in a motel room and the other in a smokey Baker's Square. I woke up crying and wrote Katharine an email. Because she's in Thailand, and I miss her. Only a month more of school and I am done with another year of getting the hell outa town, and I can go home for a month and anticipate its departure.
I miss you, Sara. And I'm having a hard time remembering.