- Bungee jumping,
- Having sex
- Having more sex
- Having even more sex because you really don’t take that long to have sex
- Calling your mother and apologizing for everything,
- Finally visiting the Art Institute
- Touring Evanston to feel slightly better about your decision to come here
- PLEIN AIR, finally finishing the long-overdue HUM paper you had all those ideas for when you started (applies to all years),
- Breathing because you forget how you breathe all the time and it’s amazing,
- Mountain biking,
- Going camping for one complete hour,
- Apologizing to your mother again,
- Going on a date with a real human being who is real, definitely, and totally human, starting books you likely will never finish, going for a walk with friends, exploring all Alaska has to offer,
- Seeing a doctor — like literally just seeing anyone who happens to be a doctor — just so you can say “today I saw a doctor” before you apologize to your mother again, not feeling guilty and bad about things,
- Feeling guilty and bad about things,
- Visiting the graves of people you know,
- Hanging out with friends you love but never see and enjoying time together… oh wait, fuck, daylight savings is the other way around this time.
- Fuck, I’m so fucked. I’m so fucked, I’m so so fucked.
