Instead of getting defeated by things, I decided to be an adult.
I ordered myself some sushi, watched Game of Thrones with my new roommate, and pulled it together. I feel much better with a belly full of edemame and california rolls. So now I put on my snuggliest pyjamas (microfiber fleece, look into it), poured myself some hot apple cider, and snuggled up in my room to play some Sims. I turned on Elf and my christmas lights and am ready to have a good night!
A perfectly reasonable time to curl up and pretend that I’m dead for the rest of tonight.
A stranger called me attractive and complimented my taste in music.
I’m curled up with Bubs listening to the mixes I made. Feeling better for the first time in a good few weeks.
Thanks Cole, whomever you are!