I feel like I should be doing something I’m forgetting. I really dislike that feeling. But, since I can’t remember what it is, I’ll just have to live without having done it. I need to buy some more clothing to deal with the upcoming winter. Like gloves. I’d rather not get frostbite. Currently I hate life. I don’t appreciate having a cold from some contagious piece of humanity.
On the flipside of that, I will be rewriting a short story I wrote who knows how long ago. If applying to the creative track requires a submission, I’ll do it just to see if I’m good enough to get in. And because I might minor in creative writing. Maybe.