today

 there's so much to write about and yet so little to write. i've spent the last two hours trying to catch up on writing assignments, making up stories for my creative nonfiction class, using thesauruses to try to beef up my vocabulary and not use the word "pristine" four times in a paragraph. I kept my phone out of my pocket today, and i have been writing a lot. I haven't smoked weed yet, but god do i want to. I haven't napped. I texted my brother and my dad. I learned about musical keys (whole whole half whole whole whole half!) and refreshed my memory on the parts of the brain. I have used an infinite amount of spell check today. I went on social media just a couple times, on a journey to find archived posts from accounts that no longer exist. I went to class. I woke up early. I cooked a meal. I dont know if I'm doing a good job at this challenge because I have already begun to dream of the weed i will smoke after i finish. I will continue though. I posted an original poem for the first time in a while. I havent been writing nearly enough. I think this will help. i cried twice in class today but nobody noticed because I am so good at hiding it.