sad
I am in the computer lab. I have been here for two hours, or maybe more, supposedly working on an essay for Dr. Logan's tomorrow. I have to pick two passages from The Kite Runner and describe how the language and the context make the passages work.
So far, I have typed my name, the date, and a title.
I have my phone set on silent and every now and then, am sure it is vibrating. I get excited, thinking someone, anyone, is calling, and I reach into my sweater pocket to find that it's all just wishful thinking. Nobody is calling and my phone is not vibrating.
Life here is a little lonely but the view from my window is stunning. I wish you were here to share it with. I am in the third floor of the PUB, in the computer lab. I chose a desk hidden in some sort of cubicle, next to a window. I want to be alone here but not lonely. I look outside and see a tangle of branches and leaves. A squirrel jumps from one limb to the next in the neighboring three. I watch it jump. Hop, hop, hop.
I wonder what my life will be like exactly one year from today. Exactly one year ago, I was visiting my parents' new house for the first time and sleeping on their living room couch. I was excited to start a new school year and I had begun living with people who have gone their own ways.
I hope things are much, much better by this time next year.
So far, I have typed my name, the date, and a title.
I have my phone set on silent and every now and then, am sure it is vibrating. I get excited, thinking someone, anyone, is calling, and I reach into my sweater pocket to find that it's all just wishful thinking. Nobody is calling and my phone is not vibrating.
Life here is a little lonely but the view from my window is stunning. I wish you were here to share it with. I am in the third floor of the PUB, in the computer lab. I chose a desk hidden in some sort of cubicle, next to a window. I want to be alone here but not lonely. I look outside and see a tangle of branches and leaves. A squirrel jumps from one limb to the next in the neighboring three. I watch it jump. Hop, hop, hop.
I wonder what my life will be like exactly one year from today. Exactly one year ago, I was visiting my parents' new house for the first time and sleeping on their living room couch. I was excited to start a new school year and I had begun living with people who have gone their own ways.
I hope things are much, much better by this time next year.