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We'd go to football games and do it under this part of the bleachers where probably nobody would see us. It was taking more than a little getting used to for me to think of myself singer/songwriter as someone who would have sex in a janitor's closet at the airport. I'd returned to my junior year of college with all the good intentions of a crisp fall day, but somehow things hadn't been going exactly as planned. It usually took me at singer/songwriter least until Halloween to begin falling behind in my classes, but that year I was behind before the singer/songwriter bell ever clanged. I waited too long to buy my books and a bunch of them were out of stock by the time I finally went. I slept right through my Linear Mathematics midterm. I didn't even have my shit together enough to get my Photography One project in on time. At the beginning of the semester, I'd sat down to make a list of all the things I did and didn't want to do, like Do homework, Don't smoke, Do run, Don't party.
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