There’s
a pounding pain
right
here. Inside of my
chest. It’s either a lung,
my
heart, or my stomach.
It’s
sweet learning how
to live
slow. Adorable.
Oddly
enough, that’s
the
mood I’m in. The
feeling
of walking on
a
campus. I haven’t
felt it
in a good while.
Maybe I
haven’t felt
good in
a while.
We all
go dancing
at
Mezzanine. I
overdo
it trying
to make
every-
thing
the best.
I’m
almost too
determined. I
am
hoping for
this. I’m ready
for
time to have
done
its trick and
for
everything to
be
okay. I’m not
sure. I think about
how to
get paid for
this. And what that
means. Sitting here
in this
nice, new
place. Wondering
how
long it might
last. Everything
is
really the best.
I’m
really looking
forward
to it. I
really
have no
idea
how long
this
might last.
