He looked around the cafeteria, and he crossed into a a day dream, where each of the faces, the people looking at the screen had their own memories like this. Individual rituals. Its why we all do it. 

A guy next to him belched, and someone else coughed. Bringing him...

He sat near the tv. The sacred tv him and Jack called it. It for some reason had rules. It always must be on, and it always must have the sports channels. Espn. Espn always.

One time a kid went up to change it and everyone booed. He didn’t really like...

He never felt like he belonged in with the med students. He had a problem even with them calling themselves that. Or premed more what it was. He hated that, once he got into a debate with a friend back home. 

"Premed? We haven't taken the MCAT yet. Almost 60%...

His next class seemed different everyone seemed on edge. Or maybe it was him, the excitement of the double espresso wore off into a dread. And now he was stuck in philosophy class discussing existential crisis. 

Cry sis, he thought briefly almost blurted it out. For a second he thought...

The iced double espresso was doing its trick. He felt excited and was talking fast Jack followed suit. They were talking outside the Starbucks then his friend came too pretended to pick up trash then just sat down.


“T-minus like 5 min until all the sorority girls come rushing in for...

He had an hour before his philosophy class and hour her usually studied for. The building he liked was next door. In the same building was a Starbucks. There his friend worked. His friend was from his high school, but for some reason they didn’t talk so much. He had...

"As much as you can be." Jack said. He had an odd manner when it was just them two. Something that made him less personable. Usually he was, in big groups and all the that. But one on one he relaxed, and where most people become comfortable he shows you...

He imagined the conversations they’d have. They were all in a sort of premed dorm. So she probably studied that, maybe she wanted to be a doctor. Or a vet he thought, she looked kind and caring. She probably knew with certainty what she wanted to be he thought. 

This...

He ground the beans by hand. He liked especially doing it fresh. In contrast to his old dorm room. The all guys floor, most people just drank red bull warm in the morning instead of coffee. He was probably the first person to really like coffee on the floor. He'd...

He was always a morning person. She more a night owl, sometimes most times she slept over it was like this. She'd sleep till noon sometimes even one, and he'd have the whole morning to himself. Regardless she still liked that he did stuff for her when she was sleeping....