Lindsay Kemmlein #1 - Ceiling

It’s 12:25 AM, and even though she promised herself she’d be in bed by midnight, she has yet to give her homework any serious thought.  Instead, she sits on her bed glancing over her notebook.  There’s nothing written, except for the snowman she drew during class.  Deciding the snowman is B+ material, she lies flat on her back, and takes in the view: a white ceiling.  Rough and plain.  How can she get work done with these distractions!  She tells herself she'll get the work done... tomorrow.  Every night it's the same, but she doesn't feel guilty for it.  It’s hard to feel anything beyond apathy when faced with white, lackluster stucco.