Tea

I made some tea for myself last night... forgot to drink it. The ants got to it before me.

Me room is a mess. I am begining to think that the cieling and walls are starting to crumble to add to the mess. It feels like a cave. Dim and like a war zone. A reflection of my decrease in enthusiasm as the semester approaches it's end.

I will take a nap now to the incessant humming of my computer flirting with the sound of the fan. As usual the artificial breeze makes my hair dance and tickle my face like snakes on medusa's hair.