Complete darkness.

Watching the reflection of light in all the glass. What is in here? What is out there?

Water, water, water.

Why am I the only one every worried about time?

Everyone needs a little bit of alone time.

I think I want to take a picture, but then I don’t. I don’t even know if I really want to come back.

At first I don’t think I want to be there, but then I realize that I do. That I actually need it. And I think about whether or not I will be able to be in the next class.

Two cheeseburgers with ketchup. No bun, no lettuce, no tomato, no nothing.

You always start to feel the heat right before you make a left back onto the road that will take you home.

This will always be the ghost in the room.