si chiama sara. an ode to not sleeping alone.

sometimes you stay up two hours longer than planned with your two roommates lying in bed in the dark listening to a creepy girl in your headphones speaking in italian and saying it aloud to them. i miss sleeping in a room with other people. sleeping alone is lonely. boring too.

candace and i will have to leave our bathroom doors open next year so we can talk when we go to bed.

i hope lindsey doesnt get eaten by bears this week. i would miss her.