what you forget
this
is the kind of needing-to-get-out-of-my-room (house)
where for the last 4 years, all i had to do was take my key,
perhaps my cellphone,
maybe a sweatshirt,
and just step outside my door, escape and wander around my building. go to friends' dormrooms, go to the lounge, wander around campus.
even if i didn't find anything in particular to do, at least i was OUT. at least i ran into people and said hi, maybe chatted, maybe walked on.
ah well. some things about college life were nice.
now what do i do? clean.