the skin on the back of my neck tingled as i stared into the fire.
james sat in a chair snoring with his mouth wide open.
i peeled a banana and opened my book.
the dim light of the evening was all but gone and only the burning fire provided me with light.
i was reading a book by goethe and the sentences seemed to blur together.
"i only wished i had never known her."
"the clock on the mantle said midnight."
an extreme wave of boredom was settling over me so i slapped myself in the face.
i opened my phone and played poker for half an hour.
the wind outside was whipping the tree branches against our loft.
in the room down the hall i could hear my other roommate mark having sex with his girlfriend.
i tried to concentrate on my book, so that it would not seem obvious that their intercourse was audible.
a half-eaten corn cob sat on the table next to me.
i picked it up and examined it.
i stared at it for several minutes.
it showed no sign of life.