It's my first day of work. My eyes are more than a little blood shot, but it's not due to anything illicit. The veins in my eyes are protesting. They're turning red due to hard labor. Reading sucks. Ironically, I'm writing a blog that someone may read. If it means anything, I feel for you while you read this. Right now, I also hate reading this.
I've been asleep all day, and I've just woken up. Sadly, I woke up in a haze that hasn't left me. I awoke at 4:30 cuddling with my pillow. Screw beer, I have the worst case of sleep goggles. During my sleep, my pillow looks amazing. Every morning, I wake up holding it, at this point, can I still call it, it? I mean we probably made it second base. I think my hands were under the pillow the cover. ? Doesn't my pillow deserve personhood at this point? Just sayen.
Anyways, I'm digressing, I woke up in sleepy haze that I haven't been able to shake off all day. Suddenly, it's night time, and I'm wide awake. It feels amazing. Sadly, my euphoria is dimmed by the prospect of waking up for work. In order to work out, I'll have to wake up at 5:30. It's already 11:24. If my calculations service me correct, I only have 5 hours till I have to wake up again.
If you want to check my work, here's my formula. (3.14^2*11:24/the ghost of christmas eve * the square root of -1)/0
Sadly, there's no way I can sleep tonight. There is a storm a brewing tonight, literally. It's amazing. the wind brushes past your face, lightening dances across the sky, drops of water pec you on the cheek, the lips, everywhere. I can't sleep tonight, fuck you for suggesting such an idea. Mother Nature has decided to put on a show, and you want me to sleep?
If only the sunset at dawn, and the sun rose at night, that'll be the day.
Maybe I should leave the writing to the experts. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=s35opZpSg-E
I've been asleep all day, and I've just woken up. Sadly, I woke up in a haze that hasn't left me. I awoke at 4:30 cuddling with my pillow. Screw beer, I have the worst case of sleep goggles. During my sleep, my pillow looks amazing. Every morning, I wake up holding it, at this point, can I still call it, it? I mean we probably made it second base. I think my hands were under the pillow the cover. ? Doesn't my pillow deserve personhood at this point? Just sayen.
Anyways, I'm digressing, I woke up in sleepy haze that I haven't been able to shake off all day. Suddenly, it's night time, and I'm wide awake. It feels amazing. Sadly, my euphoria is dimmed by the prospect of waking up for work. In order to work out, I'll have to wake up at 5:30. It's already 11:24. If my calculations service me correct, I only have 5 hours till I have to wake up again.
If you want to check my work, here's my formula. (3.14^2*11:24/the ghost of christmas eve * the square root of -1)/0
Sadly, there's no way I can sleep tonight. There is a storm a brewing tonight, literally. It's amazing. the wind brushes past your face, lightening dances across the sky, drops of water pec you on the cheek, the lips, everywhere. I can't sleep tonight, fuck you for suggesting such an idea. Mother Nature has decided to put on a show, and you want me to sleep?
If only the sunset at dawn, and the sun rose at night, that'll be the day.
Maybe I should leave the writing to the experts. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=s35opZpSg-E
maybelle_:
thank you sweetie
thank you sweetie