Today I chatted with my film professor aside the trail I take to work. He called my name as we passed, so I stopped and turned around. Lately I've been catching up with folks a lot and it's been swell. On this ride home, I should have been hit by a car on the last mile or so down Hewitt. The person in the oncoming lane came to a near halt as I embarrassingly waved thank you, crossing. Much thanks for the eyes of others. Eyes and artwork at Forth Form Its Hinges this weekend. I went last night and stuck around for the films.

The time with everyone at the house is dwindling, even more so with our power shutting off this Monday. Some are out of town, some moving. Even with my things in a new residence, I still like being here, trying to hold onto something. Life here was insane in so many different ways I'm beginning to get motion sickness contemplating it. I grabbed the last of some cereal I scrounged upstairs and borrowed some milk from Abe and perhaps now it's time to go to bed.