i used to think i was some kind of gypsy boy
i'm the only student left on campus. my flight that was supposed to be on the 17th at 6 a.m. was rescheduled for the 19th at 6 a.m. because of a horrendous storm hours before. my taxi is picking me up in just under two and a half hours. i've been in my room all day. i finished "little birds" by nin and began to read "pale fire" by nabokov. i'm wearing sunglasses, a green flannel shirt, jeans, wool socks, and slippers; when writing about myself, i have a tendency to disregard superficial details, but i think i will find them interesting years from now.