currently

it's raining, and it's late, and i oughtn't be up right now. but i took a ninety-minute nap this evening.

it's raining, and i want to open the windows, and feel all cool and dreamy. but i oughtn't be up, and i am too uncomfortable in my life niche. so instead it's hot, and stuffy, and logical, and works-based in here. and there's no room for dreams. and i think there may be mosquito issues out there anyway.

i haven't listened to real music since i got here.

i can't stop thinking about food. and heaven. heaven trumps food, by the way.

i'm irritable in a smug way. it irritates me that you may be reading this from a nondescript little place in life.

i don't know why and i know this is unfair of me. unfair unless you're judging me. in which case it's quite fair.

i do not feel lonely. i just feel dissatisfied. and ungrateful.

i hope it keeps raining for a few days.

oh hey, look. hope.