I would like to drink a tea at the lake and read two children's books.
I would like to have breakfast. What, I'm not sure yet. Maybe a smoothie.
I would like to engage in my sociology tutorial, love my philosophy lecture, have a calming lunch.
I would like to laugh in my art history tutorial.
It would be nice to be recognized, but even still, I'm feeling up on my existence alone.
I wouldn't mind being by myself for the day.
I am alive. I persist through time. For eighteen years.
Maybe a run. Maybe a yoga.