work today

I don't do anything on days I work.

I involuntarily sleep late (I don't want pill dependency, though it's so damned tempting) and wake up even later. I lack sleep. I sleep horribly. I don't dream. I toss and turn toss and turn my neck hurts and my back's sore.

I lay in bed and do nothing. Maybe music plays in the background as I read something, a book or someones thoughts but really, I do nothing.

Four hours til I'm due at work.

The countdown begins. I can't do much in a short amount of time. Maybe I should've woken up earlier. But what for? There's never anything to do in the morning. I don't do a lot in general.

At Barnes&Noble yesterday I wanted everything and still want everything. I let myself go.

I want my own place terribly. I baked a cake. Red Velvet. But I'm not hungry.

Yesterday I finished reading: American Gods by Neil Gaiman
Today I started reading: The Perks of Being a Wallflower by Stephen Chboski
Right now I'm listening to Building a Whale by The Velvet Teen