tuesday

woke up. felt kind of weed-hungover. read about the parkway community house in chicago. thought about community centers and murals. put in my contact lenses. took my zoloft. put my makeup on, dress, cardigan, tights, clogs, coat, makeup. took granola bar and walked to class. talked about chicago and the parkway house and women’s clubs and theater reaching a broader audience than novels. thought about city planning and government funded programs. watched the first 10 minutes of the great debaters. walked under the wisteria and thought about gratitude,  education, opportunities, luck, and chance. walked to heimbold. bought a coffee with meal money. went to architecture. listened to joe forte and scribbled endless notes. thought about everything. thought about germany. thought about taking german. thought about oxbow. went to bates. ate fries, blt, a diet coke, small piece of flan, cookies. talked about crazy people. talked about charity. talked about boy scouts. went to club space. browsed the internet. went to the black squirrel. organized my folders and notes. called my mom. walked to heimbold. went to class. talked to angela about the point of view assignment. said i thought dancer in the dark was funny. ate a piece of peppermint chocolate from my classmate. watched the perfect human. watched the five obstructions. walked to bates. ate egg salad sandwich, salmon, mango ice cream, a diet coke. talked about life themes. talked about camels. walked to the library. walked to hill house. called my dad. started laundry. fb chatted my brother. talked to katie. drank water. ate blackberries. put my laundry in dryers. looked through john baldessari’s pure beauty. read john baldessari’s national city. brought my clean laundry upstairs. put things away. made my bed. drank more water. took my melatonin. removed my makeup, brushed my teeth, and put toner on my face. changed into clean pajama pants and a teeshirt. took out my contacts. took my birth control. put on my eyemask. set my alarms. fell asleep.