cold mist-rain skimming my face from park ave to 2nd. leah facetimes me more when she’s feeling lonely. i have multiple surface level friends at school which is more than i have ever had, cumulatively. maybe by the time we get to grad school we’re all just nicer. i don’t know. last night, bean snuggled up to me in bed, purring around my calves. i couldn’t stop smiling, even as i tried to fall asleep; i am so happy when i’m loved in the smallest ways.