Finding Ourselves, Together.

Edith--2.10.22

I forgot to get his number.

Introduce myself? Check. Smile like an idiot? Definite check. Get my partner's contact information, a major necessity in completing our semester project? Nah. Of course not! Who the hell am I, someone with social skills? Plop me down in front of someone I've never even seen and tell us we're to work together! I'm surprised I remembered how to talk.

Now, trust me when I say I'm normally not that awkward. I was already having an off day and I wasn't in the mood for anything sudden. Plus the guy I'm paired with is kinda scary. But I guess that's life, huh? Can't be prepared for everything.

On the bright side, I spent all of yesterday afternoon cracking out my overdue assignments, so I'm all caught up. Now I just have to brainstorm some ideas for cyber.

I'm sitting cross-legged on my bed directly across from my window, hoping that any second now a stroke of genius will hit me.

.....

.....

Nope. No thoughts, head empty. My brain is refusing to turn on. No gears turning up here! I look around my room, trying to let my eye land on an object that will somehow relate to our project.

There's my desk to the left of my bed, and the bookshelf to my right. In front of me are my windows; my curtains are drawn, allowing the golden sun to pour in. I have little shelved plants and some false vines strung about the curtain railing, and in front of the windows is my TV, complete with my Nintendo Switch and PS4. And in front of that is Bowser.

Bowser!

"Hey boy! Wanna go for a walk?"