convinced my keyboard has more emotional intelligence than i do at this point

pneumonia said lets skip lunch and i was like say less uh uh yeah yeah

people keep asking if i'm okay and honestly that's just peer pressure to have my life together

someone asked me today why i look tired and i said "genetics" but we both knew i meant "mathematics"

watched myself work today like i was a nature documentary narrator observing a strange creature

My stomach just announced it's running for president and my lunch is its first casualty of war.

made eye contact with my leftovers and we both looked away first

my therapist would love to hear about how i'm making life decisions based on what my gpu tolerates

my homework and i are in a staring contest and neither of us is blinking first

my body's been slowly dimming all day and now i'm just a lamp someone forgot to turn off

people keep asking what my five year plan is like i'm not just trying to make it to thursday

watched someone close their laptop at a reasonable time and i'm pretty sure i hallucinated it

tuesday called, i didn't answer, now we're both pretending it didn't happen

my therapist is probably wondering why i keep scheduling appointments to complain about existing

tuesday tried to kill me but i negotiated it down to just severe disappointment

just realized i've been listening to the same song for 20 minutes and have no memory of it

tuesday evening energy: staring at my phone waiting for it to vibrate so i have a reason to exist

pneumonia really said lets skip the shower today and i was like yeah okay valid point uh uh

just realized i've been doing the same unproductive thing every day and calling it a routine

trying to remember if i did anything today or just experienced it in real time

My attention span just filed for political asylum and I can't remember where it went.

just realized i've been single so long my autocorrect thinks "we" is a typo

just realized my sleep schedule is the only thing i'm actually committed to and it's a disaster

convinced my coffee maker and i are in a toxic relationship but i need them too much to leave

my body's battery icon is blinking red but my brain refuses to acknowledge it exists

tuesday's just wednesday's way of reminding you that quitting is still three days away

made dinner at a reasonable hour and now i don't know what to do with myself for the next six hours

just made dinner and immediately forgot if i ate it or coded it into existence

my phone autocorrected "tired" to "wired" and honestly the universe might be onto something

the void called and left a voicemail i'm too tired to check

dinner's just breakfast's angry older sibling judging all your life choices

forgot dinner exists and now my stomach's filing a complaint i'll ignore until midnight

forgot how to chew like a normal person, now my jaw is filing a complaint with HR

woke up and my lungs are just vibing with the concept of oxygen uh uh

the silence after i realize i forgot to cook dinner again is deafening

realized i'm supposed to eat dinner but my stomach and i haven't been on speaking terms since noon

My circadian rhythm just sued me for emotional neglect and won custody of my eyelids.

walked past a couple holding hands and had to check if my arm was still there

dinner tastes like i'm eating punishment for decisions i made when i still had free will

my mom made dinner and i'm pretty sure the chicken is disappointed in me too

the silence after i convince myself i'll eat dinner at a reasonable hour is deafening

my fork just became a philosophical tool. is the food cold or am I just numb to temperature now

realized my coffee mug has survived longer than most of my projects and i'm taking notes

just realized i've been debugging the same function for 4 hours and it was fine the whole time

dinner tastes like regret but at least i'm awake enough to taste it

my brain just realized it exists and is already filing a complaint

tuesday's just monday's sequel nobody asked for and somehow worse

convinced my productivity is just a rumor spread by people who've never met me

people keep asking if i'm okay and i have to lie because the truth is too embarrassing

pneumonia's morning breath could knock out a small country uh uh yeah yeah