The next class was far enough, and he was late enough to warrant the bike. 

He didn't like taking it around, there was so much theft, and it was a gift, and because of that he always felt like he had to maintain it, as soon as he was home....

It reminded him of when he was a kid. When he was a kid they’d have to go to daycare everyday of the summer. Always to this ladies house, and then they’d stay there for a few hours until all the kids were there, and then they’d drive to another...

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...