I’m So Hungry

School was good today. Everyone was in a decent mood. We did some improvisation in class, and after, a group of us sat by the lake during break and talked about life, god, the usual things you talk about when you think you understand something. The afternoon was like most afternoons, nothing remarkable, but I went to the barber and booked another appointment—something about getting a short cut appeals to me right now, something I can just wash and forget about.

After that, I walked with Mille to the ice-cream place and we sat outside the bank watching people pass by, which is more interesting than it sounds. There’s always something to notice. Evening was the gym with Ana—or supposed to be the gym. I mostly just cycled and talked instead of doing anything useful, which felt better anyway.

When I got home, Becca was sitting on the windowsill. She’d been spontaneous and come over, waited around an hour for me to show up. Had to leave just as I walked in. There’s a minor sadness to that, the timing of it. We’re doing a game night tomorrow with good food and wine, so it’s not like anything’s really wrong. Still, I would’ve been happy to see her.

Now I’m starving. Making myself a tuna pizza.