Nonsensical

My life doesn't make sense, like, 100% of the time.

A white cat crossed my path tonight. I'll tuck that into the 100% nonsensical category.

Finals suck, as do many other things, namely things that don't make sense.

I feel like I'm stuck in a bright, neon square. Where square 2 is, I really couldn't tell you. I think every time I get close to finding it, the neon-colored edges of my square blind me and I get pushed back to the middle, the middle of the nonsensical square.

I could really use some sunglasses. And a clone to finish my finals for me.