Sunday

I've completely lost all perception of time.
It's like this winter has turned me into more of a space cadet than ever before, which is strange because I haven't smoked any weed and only gotten drunk 3 times.
But I think in an effort to become a better writer and overall more creative person I've given my imagination permission to run wild along the surface of my brain.

It also doesn't help that I can literally do whatever I want, whenever I want.

And today I want to shovel snacks in my mouth and watch the puppy bowl.