It is 2:25 A.M., a fine Sunday … morning. This counts. Cut me some slack.



READING. 
Countless of Gmail Support Community pages because… well, because of reasons I can’t really disclose. UGH. 

WRITING.
Nothing at the moment, except for this entry. But, I’ve started on writing my dream e-book project. Don’t judge me.

LISTENING.
To the voices of the Broad City cast – Season 2 is playing right now. This is the nth time I’ve marathoned Seasons 1 and 2. I am obsessed. YAAAAS, QUEEN, YAAAAAAS.

THINKING.
Of home. I cannot cannot cannot wait to go home. It’s all Andrew and I ever talk about these days. 

SMELLING.
Chloé.

WISHING.
That everything goes well from hereon out. Or, I don’t know. I just want to survive.

HOPING.
I could get some shut-eye as soon as I’m done with this.

WEARING.
One of my favorite wifebeaters, a.k.a. “Uniform for life”

LOVING.
Broad City and Interstellar. I was so hung up after watching Interstellar early last week. I’ve started reading up on String Theory and watching Neil deGrasse Tyson documentaries. I mean, what is up.

WANTING.
More development in the Abs department.

NEEDING.
I can’t say. Did take a deep sigh though.

FEELING.
Nostalgic, to the point that it hurts more than usual.


Well, this was fun.
Nice to see you guys again.