i took a walk today (its 88 degrees in geneseo), for the past two
i've pretty much shut myself up in my house.
the town does become ghost like when the students leave.

i walked by the normal places,
and i think i've written about this before
but all of the things we've done- I can still see us doing it,
as if i'm watching a movie clip over and over.
we'll be there, and we will always be there.
on the porch, on the roof, sitting on the benches.
i feel sad, yes, but I also feel some sort of relief.
catharsis.

I will probably read for awhile and then watch eight movies
to pass the time.