Humans Are Never Satisfied

6AM and the sun is rising. After a chaotic night in the library there is finally peace. There’s something very soothing about watching the sun rise that makes me feel very calm inside or maybe it’s just because I’m getting tired. I’m currently enjoying the sound of carbonation in a soda can next to me and maybe that seems strange but it makes me kind of happy. Maybe I don’t express it enough, but I want to say that I really appreciate the things that other people do for me. You don’t have to bring me a granola bar or a cookie, you don’t have to give me your dinner, you don’t have to listen to my problems, and you really don’t have to stay up with me until four in the morning, but you did and that means a lot to me. Isn’t it weird how when it’s something bad, it gets remembered forever, but when it’s something good, it gets forgotten so easily. Not saying I’m not guilty of that, but I hope to be better than that.

I also kind of wish cell phones didn’t exist…that’s probably really strange too but really. I know I’m avoiding this phone call, but it really isn’t my fault that I don’t have reception this whole night. I believe that it was meant to be? That’s probably really immature of me, but I honestly don’t have reception so I can’t answer or make calls. I’ll try again tomorrow…