The negative spiral of intimacy

The negative spiral of intimacy

A string of expletives — of which I have been made aware are not welcome in writing — consistently follow my reappearance act into my college house living room.  The topics are as follows: My heat exhaustion has built up, my senioritis is already in full swing, the AggieSpirit bus was late and packed once again and, worst of all, I’m tired and need a nap. We then begin to overanalyze every moment of the day, remembering the impending ticking clo…