it's monday morning. i tried to start a free write, but i'm at work and easily distracted by requests, people, books, conversations.
two more weeks and then I have a bachelor's degree. not quite sure what that means.
started packing up books. it's lonely, looking at empty shelves. i don't know where i'm going. and nobody does, sure, and i keep talking to people about that, but it'd be nice to know where i am going to be in three months. jesus.