each day passes by unnoticeably. yet it feels like much more then 24 hours. they were all the same. the transaction btwn day 1 and day 2 is seamless. i can only rely on my clock to tell me which day it is. i no longer look forward to weekends. it's too far away to give it a thought. goin home, goin town, no longer have meaning. it would be the same if i just stay in my room every day, 7 days a week.

givin it some thought, it has only been 2wks since sch start. that immense emptyness as i look out of my room each day. my taste buds hv cease to work. eating was only a chore, an obligation. only coffee to wake my senses. to keep me marchin. sputnik spunned @8:17 PM