should be sleeping

better. getting there. slowly.
now if only i can sleep tonight.
there's been about one night in the past week that i've really slept, and that's half of why i think i still feel icky.

but everything was melting today
and there's a certain smell to northfield
when it's just thinking about spring but isn't yet
that doesn't smell like quite anywhere else i've ever been.
it brings back memories, and that's what makes me realize that.

i'm excited to have minervacat here this weekend.
really wish it stays in this spring mood while she's here, but so far it's not promising.
tonight though, the sky is beautiful. blue with dark clouds here and there
and the stars so bright.
water, you can hear it running everywhere.
i've missed this place.

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all right. i'm sorry. i have to bitch.
i can understand doing laundry after midnight once a week. maybe twice a week.
but. when you live with other people and you do laundry after two in the morning like four or five nights in one week?
what the hell.
and if you're going to put your fucking clothes in the fucking dryer, stay up to take them out when it buzzes so i don't have to get up and make it stop when i can't fall asleep.

i might not bitch as much, but the vibrations from the washing machine have been making feel nauseous all week. and i'm tired of it. dumb boys.