1. The noise was a familiar one. One that encompasses my being during the summer days. As I lay on the lumpy, previously flea-ridden mattress, under a small green blanket, I heard a sound that made my body go rigid. The simple, crisp sound of a page being turned.
2. Heavy lids and disappointment led me to my temporary bed. The room was humid and cornered by plants, some being of the plastic species, placed in large, ornate pots, made to look weathered. What few possessions I desired to surround myself with were piled around the worn and aging furniture, strewn in a fashion that appeared chaotic, yet not a single item was misplaced.
3. He was of the hermit breed. Living in isolation, only to associate with others when necessary and seldom out of pleasure. He occupied his days with memories and mysteries while sipping tea and observing the creatures of the city. In his working life he played a shopkeeper, and sold his smiles and novels to passing customers. He mostly communicated through nods and gestures to keep up his solitary disposition, never wanting to become too familiar with another being.
yadda yadda I was robbed. I have most of my things back in order though, so I feel a bit better about the whole thing. I have a meeting with the teeth surgeons next week :/ I'm nervous.
Books save my life. They keep me sane and my thoughts don't stray.
I'm fucking tired of hilton head and most of the people here. mehmehdramameh. I'm ready to learn again. Actually, I'm pretty proud of how stimulated I kept my mind this summer. I like to research random things that I come across. I also like reading about serial killers.
I'm currently reading The Alienist. It takes place in the 19th century and is about a series of child prostitute murders.
My iPod came in today! Unfortunately, by the end of summer I will be out about 400$. Yay for robbery and smashing windows!
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