06/13/21

I feel horrible. I threw up a few times today. The air conditioning won't turn on. The fridge barely works, but there's no food in there. I found some granola. That's fine. It's June.

I don't know what's going on in the roommates' lives. I just read what they write and write what I read. I don't remember the last time I saw a person. I hear knocks on the door and then they are gone. Shelves of books turn into piles turn into floors. Footsteps that I can't fill or follow. The floor looks just like the ceiling. Is this a nightmare? I can't tell if I sleep or am awake. I'm sorry.