I decided to clean my filthy room. Found old Pixies tickets, pistachio shells, $3.26 in pennies, and several letters from my little sisters. My god, I have lived in such squalor for the past 2 weeks. Wearing the same dirty clothes, eating ramen in my room, and forgoing showers because I would rather study. No more! I am dirty, a layer of dead skin coats my body, but I will drive to the ocean and let the waves wash me. And I will lie on the beach and let the sun burn me.
With my luck, the ocean is probably some stagnant gray, festering, cesspool. Polluted by the menagerie of 6 billion people who have continually burned their dead, thrown away their trash and defecated in it for 5,000 years.
Oh, well, it’s got to be better than Columbia. (Hopefully pictures will follow.)
Have a good spring break y’all.