He got to his brothers house and he was already sweaty. He’d forgotten about the walk, and it seems like he’d forgotten deodorant too. 

“Fuck.” He said in his head. He thought of it in the way one of his friends used to say it. Very loudly so loudly that...

He had written the directions on his hand. It was near where a friend of his had lived, well his older brother, they went to a party once. It made him laugh thinking about it. It was the older brothers birthday, and he demanded country music youtube videos be put...

Jack had a strange feeling on that bus. It was like he had woken up or just briefly he was completely present. The bus seemed brighter or something all the blues were bluer and the oranges orange. People all around him seemed alive, there was a couple listening to music...

Jack had to ride the bus now. It was after class this girl he had been dating 6 months ago was moving and said she had found some of his stuff. 

This was weird to Jack, because they hadn't been dating that long, he assumed it was this one sweatshift...

He was paired with two girls and a guy. One of the girls was hot enough to make a remark to Jack later. One of the girls was also pretty but not in the same way. She spoke a lot in class and knew even more. He thought, she was...

He arrived with two minutes to spare. He did the math on locking to someone else's bike, but a girl was just leaving. So he had a good spot near the door. 

Bike locked and he hopped over the small fence. He'd be a minute late, but these people over...

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...