4.6.05

in a strange, structureless space. there is no routine: this is the main problem. days spiral on and nothing seems to fill them; upshot is this can only go on so long before my life runs into events again.

class ended, dad came, and then i got sick. yesterday was the first time that i realized how empty the days are. being sick put me in the habit of staying inside, though, so my plans for miles of walking have yet to come to pass. tomorrow i made plans to take the train out to north berwick with heather; we'll see if that changes anything.

this is a timeless two weeks. after these two weeks, things work themselves up into a breakneck race for home. or, at least, for the greater mid-atlantic region.

i have no idea what to do with myself. the option is, pretty much, to get my shit together and figure it out.