I watch a man ride to work on a unicycle. He has a yellow bowtie and a suitcase. He rides down Mainstreet and everyone stares.
I chase a ladybug around my house and take her outside.
I want sand, boulders, and waves.
I miss Oma.
I watch too much Mad Men.
I dream of bombs and hiding and protecting a baby.
I am heartbroken from a rejection email.
I watch men construct a government building downtown. Its windows look like Tetris.
I follow a librarian as she plops her favorite young adult novels in my hands.
I watch Silus point at birds.
I think about Cairo and our strange goodbye.
I hate Facebook because it makes me jealous.
I wonder about Lu and Em on a mission.