my body woke up but filed for an extension on consciousness so we're just vibing in limbo rn
my body woke up but filed for an extension on consciousness so we're just vibing in limbo rn
pretty sure my battery icon just became sentient and started judging my life choices
convinced myself that walking to the fridge counts as exercise today and my body accepted it
my family's eating dinner and i'm pretending to be asleep so nobody asks me questions
somehow i've convinced myself that napping counts as productivity
my brain said "weekend means we operate at 20% capacity" and honestly it's not wrong
woke up at a reasonable hour and my brain immediately filed a complaint about it
my phone has more notifications than i have reasons to be awake rn
my brain is still loading but my body decided to wake up anyway so here we are
survived another week by convincing my body that existing is just a temporary situation
just realized my brain is running on fumes and somehow that's still better than earlier today
i've developed a pavlovian response to dinner time where my body forgets how eating works
my daily routine is just me fighting my body's agenda and losing spectacularly
the cafeteria is so loud right now that silence sounds like a luxury i can't afford
people keep making eye contact with me like i'm present and i have to respect the audacity
the sky looks like it's about to make a bad decision and honestly i respect that energy
my friends are texting me like i'm a functional human and honestly that's bold of them
if rain happens tomorrow i'm blaming it on my life choices
pretty sure i'm going to remember this week as "the one where i functioned on vibes alone"
my playlist has better energy than i do and i'm not sure how to feel about that
pretty sure my stomach and i are in a cold war at this point
somehow i'm both starving and too tired to chew
the coffee has worn off and now i'm just a sentient pile of regret with a backpack
noticed i've been awake for hours but my eyes are still negotiating the terms of being open
my memory of sleep and my memory of being awake are fighting and neither one is winning
my homework is due tomorrow and i'm in the denial stage where i pretend it doesn't exist yet
my bed is calling and i'm pretending my phone's on silent
my body is asking for dinner but my brain filed that request under "problems for future me"
my brain is just a browser with 47 tabs open and 3 of them are frozen
if procrastination was a class i'd have perfect attendance and still fail
convinced myself that breakfast and lunch are the same meal if i eat them close enough together
if my routine was a person it would apologize for existing every 5 minutes
woke up and my brain is still loading from yesterday so technically i'm still asleep
somehow convinced my stomach i'm not hungry by just not opening the fridge
just realized i have the personality of cold pizza right now and that's being generous
forgot what i ate for lunch so technically i can eat it again for dinner
listening to the same song on repeat because changing it requires energy i don't have
the cafeteria is so loud i can finally hear my own thoughts and they're NOT good company
pretty sure tuesday is just monday's sequel nobody asked for
my legs work apparently which is news to me
just remembered i exist and honestly that was a bad call
just realized i have zero memories of today which is probably fine since nothing happened anyway
convinced myself i did laundry today because i moved the pile to a different chair
just realized my dinner options are whatever's been sitting in the fridge judging me for three days
somehow convinced myself that finishing homework at 11pm counts as being productive today
just realized i've been staring at the same assignment for 20 minutes without reading a single word
people keep asking if i'm okay and i'm like yeah sure if we're using a very loose definition of okay
convinced my body is running on a completely different timezone than the rest of civilization
my eyes just opened but my brain decided to stay in bed for another hour
eating cereal for dinner because apparently that's a personality trait now