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October 14: Untitled

 Greetings to those of you who read this. Are you there?

A wholly unproductive day. Woke up and deleted instagram from my phone, and withdrawals started immediately.

Lord, if only elon would commit to that whole microchip thing and i could become a totally brainless futurist human who's only responsibility is to add the the economy and not have to think about my future, if my life is being lived in a meaningful way, and the prospect that I'm on a timer and that each minute on this planet is meaningful.



overcame that whole existential grief.

wind has been loud and bothersome and gives me such anxiety that i can feel my heart pounding in my chest for the whole day. Washed that anxiety down with another cup of coffee.



Read approximately 2 pages of assigned reading. So much more to go.

Struggled with the spectacular shittiness that is long distance relationships. Why do we feel the ways we do? And why can't everything be easier?


The rain this morning has turned into a dry wind. the whole building creaks. Each day I wonder when the next earthquake will be. 


Next week is the last week of school. That doesn't feel real to me.

Kitten paperwork has been signed by the roommates. Meaning that it's official. I'm going to have a cat living with me in Menomonie when I get back home. The cat has been born (farm cat litter in my hometown) and I have dibs on it. It's little and precious and white. I don't know what i'll name it yet.



I dreamt last night that I was pregnant with a cat.  That's how ready I am for this thing.


I cant wait to work at walmart when i return to the states :) (such heavy sarcasm it hurts)

unggghghhhhhhh...I'm not ready to go home. 1.5 months left.


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