It's baseball season now, and the sky doesn't get dark until later. Melancholy season, birthday parties, heat storms, boardwalks. Dangly earrings.
I get tired of people fast on days like today, so I just pretend things are going the way I want and wait for mealtimes.
I feel phony whenever I try for something, try to improve myself. I get a real laugh from my past self, all the times I thought I could change.
I had lunch with my science teacher yesterday. He assigned me extra reading (one of those teachers that think their subject is what you're interested in, what you would want to spend your free time thinking about) and gave me cold water from his mini fridge. I actually really like him, but his tan Freddie Mac jacket laying on the table in front of me was distracting.