i didn't sleep last night, i was thinking, i came home, yelling, how my rooms filthy, im filthy, how i spend to much time on the computer, how my camping gear is still not put up. so i walk, put up dishes, fold laundry, unload dishwasher, bring in laundry, load dishwasher, spend 30 minutes finding a book,. then i sit down and start to talk to my really good friend, interrupted before i even start. bring I clean laundry, put up 30-pound camping gear for me and my father, more yelling, and more yelling and arguing. and when i finally get back, my friend who i was getting ready to play a game with, gone. my really good best friend gone. then it's time for bed.
tomorrow ill wake up, like I always do, deal with the same people I'm tired of dealing with, talk to them, do this assignment, do that assignment, play this note hit that note, deal with more friends, more people. but then i get to talk to them, my really good best friend, and it's all a little better, until I'm right. back. into it. more clubs, session planning, drawling for my ocs, drawling for class. eat less, drink less, almost passing out anytime I get up. until I fall asleep, and it all repeats
