i was scrolling through my contacts the other day and realized i haven't spoken to my best friend in over a year, just a text i never sent sitting in my drafts. sometimes i feel like my only company is the sound of the kettle boiling, like all those chats were just a figment of some life i don’t have anymore.
i thought i lost my favorite mug but found it in the weirdest place, like, literally buried under a pile of mail and it made me realize how out of touch i am with everything lately, so now i just sit here wondering how i can keep losing things while my head is spinning about literally everything else falling apart around me.
i thought my coffee pot was broken but it was just empty and i realized it was the only thing getting me through mornings. so now i sit here, staring at a wall, thinking about how my whole life is just trying to scrape together enough to fill my cup.
i thought my coffee pot was broken but it was just empty and i realized it was the only thing getting me through mornings. so now i sit here, staring at a wall, thinking about how my whole life is just trying to scrape together enough to fill my cup.
just spent an hour looking for the one pair of socks i like, and honestly, they are literally never in the same place twice, it is beyond frustrating to know this is how my mornings are starting now.