I woke up in the middle of the night to walk downstairs to the unlit stacks of books in the library. I saw a flashlight scanning the shelves further down the aisle which turned out to be my mother trying to find the restroom. Once she saw me, she told me not to go back upstairs again. Apparently it was early in the morning and my dad was going to wake up soon at 6, while planning to wake me up by 8:30. I told her that I would have no problem waking up by then because I had actually gone to sleep last night.

Someone had rented out our house for vacation and we had received a text that they had run out of food after eating grilled steak for a few days. “Wait, you mean they’re eating your food?” someone asked. “Not really” I said. I told them that he was touring Taiwan alone. My brother asked me if I knew that our guest was currently doing his national military service. He showed me a long blog post but I didn’t read it after deeming the rant too long to read.

I had pulled another all-nighter and was now writing a letter to an old friend. “Hopefully you don’t have to resort to straight-gay” my father said rather cryptically. My mother asked me to watch over the stove even though I told her it would be a bad idea due to my current levels of sleep deprivation. I had written down a few jokes in my notebook. Pepeles.

I walked into the tatami changing room and picked up the pink telephone. I turned on the shower and water got all over the floor. I wouldn’t turn it off because no matter how much water there was, the water didn’t feel wet. I heard voices about how the tatami mats were going to get moldy in a few weeks because of me.

I had to retrieve my laptop from the other room and when I opened it up, my Discord client was on display on the projector. It was a laptop that I had used for school in the past and I carried it back to my own bedroom. I set the laptop onto the desk, not sure where my charger was. As I sat on my bed, I started to eat freshly baked from from a stove right next to me. Hot coals were dropping down into the stove from a rectangular hole in the ceiling.

For our in-class assignment, each group of students received a small deck of cards. On the cards were drawings of various objects and subject matters and our task was to come up with a story that tied all of the elements together. When it came our turn to present, one of our members told a story about a pile of body parts that roamed around the land consuming other bodies. “Anatomy” is what he titled it. I personally thought it was a little unimaginative, after all most of our cards were simply that: body parts.

It was my first time streaming on Twitch and I was playing Path of Exile. Except I wasn’t. On my screen I was playing Diablo 2 as an Assassin on the lowest resolution. I could barely tell what was on my screen as I walked through the Rogue Encampment except for my potions. I had no viewers and a concert was going on out in the courtyard.

It was move-in day and I had gotten back on campus early. The snow was still fresh when I walked up the stairs outside of the lecture hall. I sat down on a bench when I saw a car pull up, out of which came other students and their parents. They seemed lost, wandering aimlessly while giving me weird looks.

I walked into a dark corner of a McDonalds in order to sign in on a Mac that was sitting on top of one of the recycling areas. I just wanted to log on real quick to check something using someone else’s account. When I logged out, I looked around to find that there were quite a few people sleeping here with their heads down on the table.

The sun was just coming over the horizon when we got the order to evacuate. A big storm was coming and our house was on the beach. “They water is so green today” my father commented while laying on the beach lounger. I thought that it looked abnormally blue but I didn’t say anything.