of course, we are moderns

almost full moon I'm hungry but there's someone frying something oily which fills the whole corridor with grease and I have to stick my head out of the window so hair can air and don't smell like food which I so want to eat my own of course not theirs but I can't make it I don't know how I would have been able to motivate myself for 3 years what was I thinking yet still am thinking I just have to get this done this tooting thing done and if the fear of failure would get out of my face I would move at a faster pace. So be it.