This week is slow. I need to clean my house, pack some of my winter stuff away, and start putting my stuff in boxes for my moving house event.

I really cannot sleep. I am not sure if I am trying to. What started as taking a couple of days off to clear my head has turned into constant stream-less thought. Much the opposite of what I was originally trying to do. Any how I hope this cathartic ennui will help me find whatever I wanted to ? Man. Much to fix.

So much unnecessary drama. Not even the fun kind.

I love this song!

‘I get so tired after midday, lately
I take it out on my good friends
But the worst stays in, or where would I begin?’

Elevator Love Letter- Stars

Keep Singing.