it's 9pm. i'm drinking a beer and doing my fiction homework. i'm completely naked under a bathrobe after taking a shower that's been due a couple of days. the giant owl on my desk stares back at me over his right shoulder, unflinching, while the sun never manages to set behind him.
i occasionally open my mouth to curse tess, the new teacher who assigns too much homework. i haven't yet had the chance to tell her that she shares her name with my dog.
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