Day 69

David is sitting in his room and listening to KALX. He is done checking his e-mail, and is trying to ride the sense of accomplishment that comes from an empty inbox as much as he possibly can. He is sitting in front of his tiny computer, outlining the reasons why he is a worthy candidate to travel to French Polynesia to look at plants in the cloud forest. Maybe if he really deludes himself, he'll let himself go to bed. It's only midnight. The radio plays music that sounds like the background music to a horror movie, except played with didgeridoos. He looks at the empty bowl on his desk and feels the cereal in his stomach. He promises to make himself a real dinner tomorrow. He runs a hand through his hair so that it stands up in a more comical way. He decides that tonight he should take a shower. He decides that he will do work tonight. He turns off his computer.