Finished around 2:20, went to the ATC, sat at the higher desk again. No good for my back. Got out of the place around 3, started walking around, having a feel of the T90 around my neck/shoulder. Hefty on the go, and did not really cooperate with the hooded section of my jacket. Took 8 or 9 photos on the roll, with an eye for black and white. Looked out for places and things with clear visible lighting and clear shadows in the same area, which was surprisingly few. Sun was bright out, but I started getting really tired 3 or 4 minutes in. Felt weighed down, possibly on account of said T90. Love the shutter sound though. And you can feel the power in this camera. Walked back to the Kirsch Center, place still looked quiet and dilapidated. Not sure if anyone was even in the building. Went around to this museum-ish outdoors section with dried trees and bushes, some plaques of text and pictures, most of them faded from the sun. Took a few photos here too. Felt really strange walking through there, and alone. Could almost imagine the kids running around. Or a friend, nearby. Loneliness is not a new feeling but here so far from the campus, and in a place past it’s prime, it gripped me. Maybe I saw a bit of myself in the garden too. The worn-down condition took me back to a similar garden, albeit much much smaller, at my high school, which I occasionally went to and wondered the history of at lunch break. That was 2019, the lunches before AP Biology, Dennis was there at lunch before AP Bio, was that his name? All that’s gone now.
"[Growing up] is hard and nobody understands." // https://www.homestuck.com/story/2391