yesterday i was all riled up about everything. about my japanese final and passing urine analysis and moving out and drama. i took my final, did aok and we went out to gramazzios to celebrate. walking around the hill and listening to my friends talk, i had the weirdest feeling. one of them is preg, has plans for marriage and finishing school and all of this. the other is also finishing school and it can't come any sooner for her, she's been here like 6 years. i'd wanna leave too. i'm a measly sophomore, triple major in nothing useful, with no plans outside of driving a gold bus as a job. i don't know where life is taking me or what i needed to do to make it all work out better. i looked at everyone walking around on the hill and felt like it was all moving in fast forward. people are graduating, moving on to bigger and better things, doing whatever it is that inspired them to go to cu in the first place. the world was passing me in fast forward and i couldn't catch up. i don't even think i needed to, but it seemed like the thing to do. pick up an internship, do something for the world, decide what i want to do when i graduate, something anything. i do nothing instead.
back at the dorms, im talking to friends online, and one of my homies says he'll slow down and watch the world pass by with me. and all of a sudden, it sounds like the best thing i could possibly do. so he drops by my new apt and we chat until i start hearing the neighbors' music through the floor. back at his place, its already 1100. we start chatting about anything,e verything, whatever. lounging on his bed was the closest to bliss i'd been in weeks. jus laying with nowhere to go, no obligations nagging at my gut. its 1250pm. time is flying. we talk about life experiences and where we think things are headed in this world. its 205 and we venture out to get water again. 330 and i'm running fingers through his hair, enjoying the fact that it won't tangle. the world is in a hurry to get somewhere and we lay on his bed, oblivious, saturating our sense of touch in each other. i no longer feel anything outside of the immediate physical. 6am we pass out to the sun rise, only to wake up to the maintenance people running an air compressor at 8am and nail gunning god knows what to the roof. i look outside, and the clouds are clearing, it's going to be a beautiful day.