Adventures of Living in the Library

[gettinotterhere]

I'm sitting, quite cold, against a window with a mirrored blackness, no sign of life outside, with the exceptions of a few lights in the distance, reminiscent of stars above

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[tokyo]

I think about that all the time. I don't remember anything from high school, let alone middle school. Will I remember any of it, in the end? I feel my life stretch out in front of me and it is too short.