punk rock prom

Hannah is walking over to watch "A Bit of Fry & Laurie" skits

“at this point it’s just an excuse to hang out” said Shinno, after we spent a couple hours doing work at the Enchanted Café and managed to each read about a page. Tomorrow Bianca is baking carrot cake. Seniors. Thankfully I did just finish reading the Ethics of Ambiguity (Simone de Beauvoir), and can start my essay tomorrow. 

Yesterday Hannah held another reading, themed 'brevity'. Kelsey and I showed up late; everyone was outside. It had just gotten too dark to read, sitting on blankets with books scattered around them in the grass.  After that we headed down to smog for punk rock prom (Kelsey was my date). I like the way the music reverberated through my bones. I liked how the choice was to stand or to mosh. I liked that instead of not being able to hear properly because of my cold, I couldn’t hear properly because of the ringing in my ears. Later, Kelsey and I drank tea and sang to her guitar. 

I had a dream I was in China, working in a little shop. Shinno was working in a little shop across the street. Then I was walking with an architect and we were discussing how the city would work in times of catastrophe, weather a part of the bridge would keep afloat, if it did how many people it would hold, and if it was close enough for people to swim to. Additionally, I was having a hard time walking, as often happens to me in dreams. The explanation for this was that gravity varied depending on the time of day. It was a little after noon, so it was still quite strong.