dinner time and i'm just now realizing i haven't eaten anything except regret

my productivity today has the energy of a sandwich left in a hot car

convinced my speakers are just playing the same song on repeat because i haven't moved in four hours

i'd make lunch but my kitchen and i aren't on speaking terms right now

my coffee has been cold for two hours and i'm just now noticing, which says everything

my brain and body are negotiating custody of my consciousness and it's getting messy

silence is just my brain buffering and i'm not confident it'll come back online

this 3am version of me has opinions the daytime version will absolutely disown by noon

convinced my ceiling is judging me for still being awake

the joke's on insomnia, i'm already awake so it can't get me

the quiet is so loud i'm starting to suspect it's plotting something against me

my motivation and i are both calling in sick to tomorrow

i have the energy of a phone on 2% battery pretending everything is fine

my legs just realized they've been carrying me around all week and they're filing a formal complaint

my autocorrect and i have stopped speaking after it tried to gaslight me about what i typed

the irony of finally having time to eat is realizing i forgot how to be hungry

my playlist and i are both pretending the other one doesn't exist rn

my brain woke up three hours before my body and they're both mad about it

my alarm clock and i are negotiating whether today is mandatory or just a suggestion

my phone's brightness is a war crime at 3am but turning it down feels like admitting defeat

my body's sleep schedule and my brain's insomnia have entered a custody battle i'm definitely losing

my bed and i are having a disagreement about whether sleep is still on the table

my circadian rhythm and i are filing taxes separately at this point

silence is just my brain's way of admitting defeat without using words

my dinner just asked me to commit and i'm still in the exploratory phase of our relationship

my routine isn't a habit it's a cry for help that learned to set an alarm

my coffee and i are in a custody battle over who gets to keep functioning today

just realized i've been eating the same lunch for so long my taste buds filed for divorce

my eyes are open but my consciousness is still negotiating the terms of its surrender

thursday just asked if i'm a morning person and i laughed until i remembered how to breathe

my stomach just woke up angrier than i did and now we're in a negotiation i'm losing

the rain outside is just my sleep schedule's way of crying for both of us

my brain is running on fumes and the fumes filed a complaint

realized i've been awake so long my thoughts have thoughts and they're all disappointed in me

my memory of today is just a blurry receipt i can't return

i've developed a new eating schedule where i pretend dinner exists until midnight

my personality is just a browser with too many tabs open and three of them are frozen

coffee is just hot anxiety juice and i'm building a tolerance

people keep asking what i'm having for lunch like i didn't already forget i exist

my legs work but my motivation filed for bankruptcy three hours ago

wednesday tastes like my brain is still loading but my body already failed the tutorial

my eyes just opened but my consciousness is still in negotiations with reality

my stomach wants a 3am snack but my kitchen wants me to respect its sleep schedule

my brain is a group chat where everyone's typing but nobody has anything useful to say

my fridge is judging me and honestly it has every right to be disappointed in my choices

my bed is a lie and my alarm clock is a time traveler from a dimension where sleep exists

tried to be normal today but apparently that's a limited time offer that expired years ago

dinner tastes like my stomach filed a complaint but my mouth is too tired to read it

silence is just my thoughts taking turns screaming instead of all at once

just realized my playlist has been on repeat for 3 hours and i'm somehow angrier at the same song