Lazy

I have an overflowing basket of laundry to fold. It's been at least a week of this thing sitting in the middle of my bedroom. But I'm lazy. I have a pile of things that I still need to find a place for. I haven't personally cooked a meal (unless you count salads and lean … Continue reading Lazy

Floating

Some days it feels like I'm floating. It's almost like I'm a ghost, but my body is still there; I'm still in control of my body, but it feels like I'm drifting along behind myself like a kite. It's pretty trippy. I noticed it happening a lot last year; maybe it's from a lack of … Continue reading Floating