disruptions

a freshman tried to make conversation at frogro at midnight. i was thinking about buying a watermelon & wondering how many of those flimsy frogro bags it would take to successfully contain a watermelon for the duration of a two-block walk. i looked terrible. the freshman was holding a clipboard and it appeared that he was about to take notes on our non-conversation.

i don’t know what all that means.

still can’t sleep, feel like there’s an endless fire alarm going off internally. some thing is wrong but i can’t fix it and the system won’t let me forget. things aren’t bad, just very disjointed. i am disjointed. the system is cruel or else kind or else both.

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