Alarm goes off. It’s early. Reach to turn off alarm and see I have a text. From my sister. Turn off my alarm. Stare at the text. Try to comprehend. It’s from my sister. What is it trying to tell me? Staring not helping. Confused. Give up trying to understand. Close my phone. Give up trying to be awake. Go back to sleep.

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Sitting in on the floor of the Graduate School building wondering how to best grab hold of the remainder of my day. I need to buy books - actually, I'll do that next. immediately - , do research for my 5pm class, and write that 2 page paper that was due at ten this morning for the class I didn't go to (First one I've missed all semester :- p ). I'd ( Read more... )