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I set the paper down on the table to think, my head ringing from over-stimulation. The buzz of the air conditioner.. was it yesterday that it broke? I can’t remember. Maybe it was today. I can’t remember. I look back to the paper, but my head is too full, so I chug some water. My only saving grace, when I die, they will say “at least he drank water.” I need to get out of this place. I want to go camping, or maybe just curl up into a ball and die.
Okay, so tomorrow is the fifth, I know that much. But I can’t stop this ringing in my head. “Maybe,” I think out loud “I’ll go for a walk.”
Outside, tiny rain falls harshly, and I realize I’ve forgotten my umbrella. Great. My thoughts slip in and out, I wonder if this truly is the city that never sleeps. Maybe sometime in the future it will take a nap.
I pass by a small shop filled with bright fluorescent light and empty benches, the owner watches as I pass by. I feel his eyes track my progression across his field. I quicken my pace.
“Hey, what are you doing outside? Aren’t you going to melt?” her voice startled me.
“Oh, it’s you.”
“Well don’t be too excited to see me, you might have a heart attack.”
“I’m on a walk.”
“Listen, Carla, I’m kind of busy…”
“You always say that. When do you ever relax?”
“Hey, come one, I just need to finish this month.” We both knew it was a lie.
“Alright, well.. yeah so some friends are coming over to my place, I think you should join us.” She hadn’t planned on running into me, I could tell.
“Yeah I might go.” We both knew it was a lie. “Hey, I gotta get going, it was nice to see you!” We both knew it was a lie. All of it was a lie.
“Yeah, I guess I’ll see you later then..”
My head was still ringing. And the sun was setting, and I knew there was no where left to turn. I took the stairs up to my apartment; I heard it was better for you than the elevator. I collapsed on the couch, completely out of breath and slowly fell asleep