So much time thinking and feeling. I almost can’t wait for the Spring quarter to come in next Monday. All of the mundane activities seem to be like a talisman to me now. Eating lunch and watching episodes of old sitcoms. Sitting bored in class. Walking around campus, driving back and forth. What is there to do, I ask in language, not knowing that living is doing.
"[Growing up] is hard and nobody understands." // https://www.homestuck.com/story/2391