the cookie dough is fucked up
it’s easier to be angry than to feel pathetic yknow
i’ve felt it rise up a bit, it’s alluring and feels powerful
i almost forgot that i really don’t want to be another angry person walking around, i did that for a lot of my teenage years.
not my vibe or scene as the kids say.
been day dreaming a lot about living on a beach somewhere, i think i work too much currently.
i think i know it’s really bad for me, my sleep is fucked, the environment sucks, i do the work if other people, etc. i think my body knows that and subconsciously is trying to sabotage my current job.
it’s difficult trying to balance it all with the rest of my life, i just hope i don’t have to be at that job for much longer, it’d be incredibly lucky if i catch a huge break and am able to get FFS within the next few months know? stranger things have happened.
Then I can work like 25-30 hours a week, that’d be trill. I’m definitely headed somewhere warm next I think.
The west coast? some island America has invaded? Florida? it would be fun to live with Kraken and Pierre wouldn’t it?
Maybe somewhere on another continent entirely, would be triply sick.
I was talking with Shania about how I googled my home country, and a lot of the pictures that come up feature all these various coasts and beaches yknow? I was looking at a lot of the food for a tiktok but I made, and I noticed that it almost always contains some element of sea food. Usually fried fish. I noted that maybe that’s why i’m so keen on seafood, why i always feel drawn to the beach, and also the desert, i really want to go to a desert and chill there for a while, preferably somewhere saharan but that’s a bit out of my reach currently.
Anyway Shania said “yeah and that’s why I love corn! I was born and raised in the midwest motherfucker!” (I’d been giving her shit for being a corn enjoyer) that made me laugh. She’s genuinely really funny!
Anyway my break is up! how are you? I hope you’re well!
If I open a P.O. box would some of you send me letters? I feel a bit sorry for myself when I open my mail box only to find that it’s perpetually empty. No letters from anyone I love.
RUDE!!! hahah
