All Year

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He got back to the dorm. Scanning in the back door, he wanted nothing more than to go straight to his room. There were times where a night like this would mean a few tall boys and a good time. 

But tonight he just wanted to be alone. 

The hallway seemed long and fluorescent lights made it bright. He made it to his room. He felt colder now that he was inside. In the sun in the morning it was warm now it was cold after the sun down, and he had spent too much time out there. Just walking. 

If he'd have looked at his phone it would have said almost 25,000 steps. He put some water in a microwave noodle and put it in the microwave for two minutes. While that spun in the dim light of the microwave. He changed out of his clothes. The blue jeans were cold. 

His room was cold, he had left the window open. There was something going on at the end of the hall. But he didn't want to join. He didn't want to do anything, he just needed some calories. Then he'd sleep. Finally he thought, he hadn't had a good sleep all year.
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