It’s been a while, but nothing special happened so far. My taste in music changed a little maybe? I don’t know, most likely the number of disasters thrown in the way of my shaky stumbling has increased exponentially.
But hey, at least there’s only one and a quarter years left until the end of school. Maybe then I’ll breathe easy? Probably not. I need to art more and this is the place I run to when art!guilt nibbles at my sentient conscience.
I desperately need to do some night-time yoga and follow it up with a glass of merlot. Reading week man, it’s the time to party hard and break things and be anxious over grown-up adult things.
My adventures in being a general human disaster continue.