Non-Humans Of Penn, Volume IV: Gym Mat On The Third Floor Of Pottruck
"Here I am on the third floor of Pottruck, a forgiving place...a place far above the eyes of creeping onlookers strolling down Walnut. It's a different world up here, and the comforting symphony of struggling humans struggling on machines is all I need to feel at home. Weary girls dressed in colorful lulu tanks keep me company as they stretch, check Insta and take the time to text bae. I don't blame them, I could admittedly use a little excitement to spice up my days. Being a mat can get pretty mundane, you know? An ambitious few attempt to combat their love handles, usually giving up within a minute and a half to once again grab their electronic devices. That said, I should probably follow their lead. With my height, I can hardly afford to get any wider. Thank god I don't have finals, am I right?"