The world won't fall apart if I don't get this story written, right?
But I feel like it will. Like maybe I will. And I still can't get anything done.
I just have to make it through tomorrow, and then I have two whole days where I don't have to think about work, or heat, or stupid people. Two whole days where I can curl up underneath my air conditioner and just get the damned thing out of my head.
But getting through tomorrow means going to bed now, because 5AM is getting nearer and nearer...
But I feel like it will. Like maybe I will. And I still can't get anything done.
I just have to make it through tomorrow, and then I have two whole days where I don't have to think about work, or heat, or stupid people. Two whole days where I can curl up underneath my air conditioner and just get the damned thing out of my head.
But getting through tomorrow means going to bed now, because 5AM is getting nearer and nearer...