Friday
I just got home from work. There’s a loud MICA party next-door with keg stands and pop music. I’m drinking Andre on my sofa while listening to lectures on modern graphic design. My roommate is having an awkward conversation in the kitchen with her ex-boyfriend that usually comes with benefits. Joe is texting me to come to the Windup space. I just miss my best friend. I want to wake up early but I can’t fall asleep.