I don't like having my routine interrupted. As much as this is unadventurous, and as much as it makes me suffer with boredom from time to time, I just don't like breaks in the regular. I come to expect certain things each day, and when they don't happen, I get upset. When routine refused to stay put, I miss the little things that bring joy to my day, which are replaced by big things I maybe don't like so much. I like to settle down and know what to expect and grow to love the time.

Speaking of knowing what to expect, I don't for next year. Increasingly it looks like none of my friends here want to stay in the same place next year. Increasingly it looks like I'll be alone in my living arrangements and thus alone most of the time. I don't like this.

I also don't like incoherent poems.