i'm thinking about pushing the send button
what's in the body is unknown
i could be in the body and be sent away
the computer has waited for my brain
the sentences have never let me sleep
good night

the light was warm
behind the curtain rays
i saw someone working on a laptop in a window
they were leaning forward
their hands gently resting like a hamsters on the keyboard
i realized this is what i moved to new york to learn
and felt confident about the use of my time
despite the many times i've wanted to start over
within the fridge new beginnings are always possible
the empty fridge holds the possibilities of rhetorical imagination
beyond which no one has gone
but i don't know
i'm sometimes negatively affected by confusing streets.

i slept late today. i woke up, i watched the simpsons (two episodes). then i played battlefront II on xbox. lying in bed i thought about groceries. then i thought about riding my skateboard, but that it's also raining. i saw that it wasn't. i rode to the market and bought yogurt, granola, ice cream, guava kombucha, frozen vegetable toquitos. at the apartment, i ate some yogurt with granola in it and then the entire box of frozen vegetable toquito things. then i talked to my roommate. when he was done cooking something, i washed the dishes, took out the garbage and recycling, cleaned the shower, and vacuumed the entire apartment. when i was done, i sipped some kombucha. someone text messaged me. i responded. then i read a review of something online. it's almost 4pm, and the sun is shining directly into the kitchen. the light looks dull. i want to stand in it.