i want to write a book i need to go to europe i should dye my hair red but only the front bit and i'll shave my neck but not my legs and my nails are cut too short because i'm scared of breaking them but dirt is still underneath because it's cleaning day and mice come out in the spring if the apartment isn't clean and oh god, i have to pay rent today to my eighty three year old landlord but he only speaks french and my french teacher has been sick for two weeks and i don't know how to ask and who to ask but. wow. that sunset is pretty through the haze, it brings out the reds in the sky and who wants to take our towels to the park and split a box of timbits and wipe the sprinkles on our thrifted jeans we cut into shorts as a crafting activity that one night that everyone was tired of the drinking and just wanted to sit in silence to the sound of snip snip snip until the shorts were still not quite right but it was time for bed because we have work in the morning and the metro workers are on strike but we support them because they should be paid fair wages even though we aren't. she kissed you? finally. no, i haven't been on a date in months i deleted the apps and flirted with a thirty four year old by accident and forgot to delete her number but i'll never text her first don't worry. yeah, you should go to sleep. i love you. see you tomorrow.