dear andrea,
this morning i woke up and in this order cleaned my kitchen, put on a pair of pants, decided i hate drinking tea, and then finished episode two of the ken burns documentary on the civil war. today is my first day off in 8 days? one would think i have things to do, errands to run, people to see and places to go. but let’s be real.i’m going to watch episode 2 and 3, think about the formation of a unified cultural identity and what that means, if anything, to my life, eat a 3 dollar deli sandwich and finally take a nap. i might clean my bathroom too, ok i’ll probably clean my bathroom, but i won’t clean my room. it’s too messy and a fine layer of princess baby’s hair is dusting all my furniture and things therein. what else, oh yesterday i had a headache and skinned my knee. i had to move a stack of old trunks 1 foot over and instead of taking each one off separately and moving and re-stacking them in careful order, i just laid on my back and pushed the bottom trunk as hard as i could. i broke 4 mason jars and stained my white cardigan. it was raining and i got wet walking home. feeling defeated, i rationalized spending 20 dollars on sushi and drank my roommate’s chilled red wine (she just left for thailand, she is not going to notice). what’s the point of this blog post? i miss you. i wish you were here. i miss having someone to spend time with where i still feel like i’m alone, just with myself.
-c
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