my random musings, now in words.
I’m starting to feel whoozy and sick today. I’ve been managing my work from the bed, my new boyfriends; Mr Handphone and Mr Organizer not leaving my side even for one bit. Unwanted things started to happen on its cue, and I am starting to question why I am placed in such a position like this at the first place. My migraine is stinging now, and I am fucked as a dog. I don’t want to think about these shits anymore. I want to sleep but these shits keep on floatin and floatin. So unforgiving. Just give me strength, dear God. Another fourteen days and I’m all good.