i see ghosts. not actual ghosts. but the ghosts of people i used to know. people i was used to having around, seeing around this campus. and so sometimes, walking around, i'll see someone from a distance. and something about them will trigger something in my head and i think of someone who's gone now. people i miss or people i haven't thought about, it doesn't make much difference. sure, there are people i think i see more often than others. but i think that's partially because there always were some people i looked for more than others. and so there's still that part of my subconscious that looks for them. even though i know perfectly well that they aren't here. and i can't decide whether it's more strange or sad or something else. in the moment i tend to waver between perplexed, intrigued, and disappointed. food for thought or something.