Zoe

I'm finishing up my term paper for History of Argentina. Austin's on his computer working on genealogy. Kevin's on the phone with someone in the room to the right, Alex is listening to something with a banjo in the room to the left, but it's not loud enough for me to tell exactly who. A Bundaberg root beer on my immediate left, a stack of books on Argentina between 1800 and 1880 on my immediate right.
I don't mind that my life isn't exciting all of the time. I'm happy.