July 24, 2015

I looked away as someone told me that I had become a nobody to them. When I asked, they had said that they removed any traces of us knowing each other from their lives. I looked down at the tiles in front of the school gates. I felt a sense of relief when they said they had literally only been happy since I was gone.

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I walked past a table with a box of pizza without any toppings. I looked across the street and I wandered around in the parking lot and told someone how I didn’t have any meds for my depression because I was never formally diagnosed. When I turned back for the direction of the pizza, I walked by a warehouse with several people that resembled Einstein. There were now a few people sitting around the table of what was apparently “cardboard pizza” specifically marketed to tourists.

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I repaired stoves and sinks daily with a chainsaw. The kitchen existed within a lone shack in the middle of some grassy hills.

Someone asked if surveys were really a valuable resource. I replied that they were since the respondents invested time instead of money which was arguably just as, or more, valuable. A third party started to use an analogy about a village and its locals and how a hentai game company took a survey conducted through Reddit seriously to boost its approval ratings greatly.

We had to install Skype as well an app that resembled FaceTime in order to respond to messages sent to us by the teacher as a part of the lesson for the day. When I searched online for the second app, I found the premium version of it, which was supposed to be bought, for free.

I had not rehearsed at all for a play that we were supposed to perform in class today. When it came my time to speak, I simply froze and looked at the other actor dead straight into their eyes- trying to ask for help. We had to improvise somehow and all I know is that my previously quiet, soft-spoken character became loud and explosive.

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My dad was going to pick me up from a class that I took at night. When we were dismissed I walked out onto the street and it was only when I heard some commotion happening behind me that I looked back. Apparently there was a taxi inside, going up and down through the floors of the mostly glass office building. It turned daytime as I thought about thanking my teachers from my middle school and if it would be appropriate to attend their reunions since I didn’t graduate from the place.