Day one of no roommate. I have turned the futon into a nest consisting of four blankets and five pillows. Also a foam finger for entertainment.
I will soon have to make the treacherous walk down the corridor to the communal bathroom where I might encounter other human life. I have postponed this drudgery as much as I can, but I fear for my bladder’s weakness.
I write this by the dim light of my rope lights in fear of the overhead light encouraging socialization from the outside. It is a harsh world, but I have 4 granola bars and approximately 20 Starbursts if worse comes to worse.
Until day two,