A friend was reciting to someone his mnemonic for remembering someone’s birthday and address. “May 31. Alley 5, No. 5…”

We had just gotten home from a long trip and the suitcase was still at the door when I had to leave to go to school. My brother was home.

The number of days we had left for class were quickly dwindling. I was looking forward to Physics class but it turned out the teacher didn’t show up and there was no substitute. I thought to pass the time, I would go downstairs into the courtyard and drive a go-kart.

I’m not sure why you bothered to talk to me but you asked if I wanted to go home together after school. It had been a while since that happened so I thought why not and agreed. I guess I was excited because I did a little spin and afterwards you told me I “should do that dance again.” “Later” I replied. I wasn’t even really sure how that was considered a dance.

It was night time and a few friends were over helping me to clean up the house. I picked up a sofa cushion from the stairs and went up to return it to its original location. “Sorry, I can’t help you with that. I have to go now.” I didn’t really mind and carried it up by myself.

The walls of the bookstore were red and I’m not sure if it was the winter holiday season because it sure felt that way. I circled around an island of books and picked up a Japanese textbook. However it was more like a small notebook than any standard textbook. Inside were notes scribbled all over the pages in green ink. I put the book back down and walked away.

It was the last day of school and rather uneventful. We were sitting in the classroom and I was reading a book. I wasn’t very interested in what was going on around me but I had the feeling that I would once again feel very unsatisfied when I left at the end of the day.

There were a lot of people in the building and it seemed like some kind of event just finished. On the fourth and fifth floors people were walking around naked looking for a place to shower.

A swarm of cockroaches tore at one of their own because it touched a doughnut in front of them. Playing something on the Wii inside a skyscraper with a view of the city. Someone called me “slow”.

There she was. There was just the three of us on the beach. The sun was blindingly bright as it reflected off of the white sand. I shouted a warning to not go too far into the water but the two of them went anyways. I didn’t have much interest in getting wet so I walked around in the shade to avoid scorching my feet.