Some excerpts from a nice day from a nice summer.

College has been
sitting on grass
and doing things alone

I miss everybody here. I'm going to catch up on all your awesome blogs this weekend.

My midmorning snack consists of tea, apples, peanut butter, and national public radio.

If you see me outside my building smoking a cigarette, I'm keeping the smoke in my mouth and breathing through my nose. I'm pretending that I don't hate the taste and that it doesn't sting my eyes.

It's an open invitation for conversation that nobody ever takes.

This has been my story of college so far.