a weird week
This past week has been so odd. I feel like in some ways, so much has changed that I hardly recognize myself from before. I haven't had any appetite for a week just because of so many odd things going on. I don't care about food anymore? I have had to force myself to eat. I am sure it will pass but yeah, my stomach just hasn't felt normal.
Today I barely did anything. I got up and did three loads of laundry, so that was good. But around 3 pm I got in bed and read Harry Potter 6 and then felt tired so I ended up falling asleep until like 7. My bed just felt so amazing and warm, I couldn't believe how good it felt. I got up and realized I should probably eat something so I forced down a banana and some crackers and cream cheese. Now I am about to go brush my teeth and organize my things for tomorrow and get back in bed and read more.
For some reason, being in bed seems like the right thing even though I have a paper due on thursday, an exam friday, and didn't do any work all weekend.
Today I barely did anything. I got up and did three loads of laundry, so that was good. But around 3 pm I got in bed and read Harry Potter 6 and then felt tired so I ended up falling asleep until like 7. My bed just felt so amazing and warm, I couldn't believe how good it felt. I got up and realized I should probably eat something so I forced down a banana and some crackers and cream cheese. Now I am about to go brush my teeth and organize my things for tomorrow and get back in bed and read more.
For some reason, being in bed seems like the right thing even though I have a paper due on thursday, an exam friday, and didn't do any work all weekend.