I am not tied to time.

I forgot to lock the door. There is even a sign that says LOCK THE DOOR, and I forgot. It's just that it isn't something that I would think of... anyway. At least the exit signs that weren't torn down last weekend remained intact. For now. It is only Saturday morning. Afternoon?

I don't understand how the world doesn't stop 

and it's always spinning fastest when I have something to say. 

It used to be midterms and finals, now it is general life, courses, that simply don't

allow me the time to write enough

and I am always most inspired when I can't be. 

If you don't let it come it hurts a little. Mostly not physically. 

And there was so much time before, and I wasted 

wasted it. 

Now I don't even lock the door

(though to be honest, I didn't before)

and clothes are piling up and there are post-its with dates and papers. 

I have so much to say but I would rather mean it. 

That is time. 

We are currently seeing other people. 

I'm thinking of wearing a watch today, though it may send the wrong impression. 

I want to write, but I wouldn't like to be exclusive.

When I know more, I'll rendezvous again here.