March 24, 2014:

Gorgeous tall brunette in pony tail and sweats, beautiful brown shoulders with black tanktop straps, earbuds: all tone and tawn and tied green friendship bands. Frowning with her eye contact, as if to suggest, it's not and never will be you I wish to look upon.

Stuttering, stuttering, stuttering video game: "T-t-t-take th-th-th-that, and that, and th-th-th-that!" Explosions and female screams, automatic fire at the automat. Whistles and ricochets and clanking shell casings on asphalt.

Running children invent their own games.

Monday: the week is new.