i wish i was in chicago where it's -14 degrees outside because even if i couldn't stand the cold and couldn't move my bones anymore, at least i would feel something. i want to stand in falling snow and sit with someone else by a fireplace to keep warm and dry my feet.

this week has been monotonous and neverending. it feels like a lot longer than two weeks since i've been home. i wish i got to go back tomorrow. staying two more days feels like forever.