where can we live but days?

first proper day in college today. two long orientation sessions and a glimpse of the future (the future is made of paper and about ten thousand pages tall, if I'm seeing it correctly).

came home, swept four flights of stairs because the hoover broke, cooked dinner re-evaluating my attachment to tall city houses. everyone is quiet, or out. just me and a glass-dappled moon staring at one another. I've had more than enough people for one day, but I'd kill to have my dog.

(I sound sad. I'm not sad. I'm tired - it's been a long day full of many strangers.)