6/15. I’ll be damned.
And you know what else.
I’m uninspired.
No academic spark or want for acclaim.
My eyes gel shut.
Woozy.
Mum is home,
I could cry.
Its raining.
Drip drip drip.
Ate lots of food, that should keep me going.

Left pupil dilated.
“She finds me very attractive”
strange, curious.
Take it as a compliment!
Right…