This guy on the station platform, just took off his shoes and dumped them in the bin. Looked like pretty good shoes too.
It’s 6:15am. Body is saying “Asleep… Asleep, asleep, asleep”. Brain is saying “Nope! Chuck Testa!”
Sigh.
I wish the pissheads outside my window would shut up and go home so I can get some sleep. I wish I hadn’t screwed my back up so I could do all the things I wanted to do this weekend. I wish that I had the discipline to do those things when I’m fine, and not just sit around like I know I probably would have even if I hadn’t screwed my back up. I wish my flatmate wouldn’t get pissy at me for no good reason. I wish I could think fast enough to say so, instead of having to take time to make sure I’m not the one being a dick, by which time it’s too late to come back to it because it was so minor anyway and all I can do is walk off in a huff. I wish I didn’t take it so personally when he shuts his door without saying goodnight. I wish I had the money to have the heating on for more than 3 hours a day. I wish that sometimes, not always but at least sometimes, I’d know the right thing to say. I wish I didn’t have this headache.
I wish my brain would shut up and go home so I can get some sleep.



