my body just woke up but my brain is still loading from yesterday

my nightly routine is just me refreshing my brain's cache over and over hoping something sticks

just realized i've been productive for like 2 hours and my body is shutting down as punishment

ate dinner an hour ago and my stomach already filed a missing persons report

pretty sure i've been the same person for 6 hours straight which feels like a personal record

the cafeteria is serving mystery meat and my stomach is already writing a one star review

i'm convinced my teachers assigned homework just to watch me pretend to care about it

why do tuesdays feel like they're happening to someone else and i'm just watching

my brain is a browser with 47 tabs open and they're all blank pages

just realized i've been sitting here for 10 minutes waiting for my motivation to load

finally remembered how to use my brain and immediately regretted it

can't remember if i ate lunch or just dreamed about it but either way i'm starving

forgot what i was worried about 20 minutes ago and honestly that's character development

the cafeteria is so loud i can't hear myself not thinking

just remembered i exist and now i have to deal with that for the rest of the day

just realized silence and music are the same thing when you're too tired to process either one

my brain's still loading but my to-do list already has me in a chokehold

my alarm's set for 6am which is basically asking me to solve calculus in my sleep

somehow i've developed a habit of planning to start my habits tomorrow and it's really paying off

my mom asked what i want for dinner and i realized i have no opinions about anything including food

sunday scaries but make it i haven't actually done anything to deserve them

making a sandwich takes so much effort i'm considering it a full meal prep business now

my homework is due tomorrow and i've decided that's tomorrow's problem to solve tomorrow

noticed i'm equally lazy whether i have plans or not, so i've solved nothing

my coffee's getting cold and i haven't even considered standing up yet

convinced my bed is the only place with good wifi and that's why i can't leave it

spent the entire day doing nothing and i'm still tired. what am i even powered by at this point

my phone's battery at 12% is more motivated than i am right now

convinced my pillow has a gravitational field because i physically cannot leave it

somehow i've managed to turn eating lunch into a procrastination tool

the house is so quiet i can hear my own disappointment

the irony of waking up early on my day off just to lay in bed and resent it

my eyes just opened and i'm already disappointed in what i have to do today which is nothing

my brain at 11pm: time to suddenly care deeply about existential questions i'll forget by tomorrow

the weather is nice but i'm convinced going outside is a trap designed by productive people

mom made pasta and i'm pretending i didn't hear her call me down three times

just realized i've been stress eating the same cereal for 3 days straight. is that a hobby now

pretending to care about homework for the next 48 hours is a full time job

my lunch is either a gourmet meal or a stale granola bar and there is no in between

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