at 11:34 pm on a friday night.

I shared a cup of pain with a pubescent youth.
I craved chocolate.
I had casual convo with an old friend of 13 years.
I tried and failed to love as best as I could a beautiful girl, who left in the end.
I contemplated marrying metal with flesh. again.
I pondered Derrida.
I checked my housing status and the bookstore hours.

at 11:34 pm on a friday night...

I wind up feeling that I have accomplished nothing at all.