The thing I miss second most about my dorm room? My personal heater, filling my small cinderblock room with warmth, for free! Heat is almost a distant memory, like the smell of spring or the way birds sound. Frugality keeps my house to a bearable chilliness. I need to get out of New Jersey. The thing I miss most is you. I had a dream the other night that Carrie, Will, and I were attempting to shoplift box wine from a warehouse-like store. I think we got away with it.