As I was watching the news last night, they shared a story about a fire in Boston's Back Bay area of the city. I didn't think much of it but when I woke up this morning they were still talking about it. Apparently it caused a transformer to blow and that section of the city was without power. I work in that section of the city so I was fluttering around all morning hoping I would get into work, the lights would be off, and I would return soon after to my couch.
That didn't happen.
I got off the train and started walking. Cops were everywhere direction traffic, news crews were set up and as I walked, nothing was open. I turned the corner, still dark. As soon as I got to my building, the lights were on. Fuck.
The days gone downhill since then. I have a midterm tonight and I'm trying to study between writing up 146 different versions of a stupid memorandum and every time I switch to my algebra, I don't remember any of it. It's all escaped me. My face is breaking out, I can't stop twitching or bouncing my foot, tears have been flowing while trying to type. This day needs to end.
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