Today I had a nightmare at three AM. Today I sung, presented a few of Toulouse-Lautrec’s paintings (oil on cardboard), listened to a lecture, became inspired, wrote a poem, ate a tuna wrap, hid inside of myself, made flashcards, and viewed gram positive diplobacillius bacteria. which I stained. all on my own. Today I quickened my pace. I walked on the grass instead of the sidewalk. I drove home and unlaced my midcalf converse-inspired high tops and took a deep breath. Today isn’t over yet. The clock says “5:40.” So I am going to finish this blog. I am going to take a self-potrait, write three theses, and study level H vocabulary. And I am going to keep living like this. Until tomorrow.