The Grim Reaper's closing in
Last night I had a dream about my grade school. The dream was as depressing as my grade school was. I dreamed that one of my school bullies was dressed as the Grim Reaper.
I found it hard to get up in the afternoon because my bed felt so nice, and I had a weird sex dream so it took me a while to find my dignity.
I knew I could have got up at any point of the morning and made coffee, but I didn't feel like getting up.
When I finally got up, I took my morning meds and biotin supplement, got dressed, and did the morning skincare regiment.
I changed the towels and scrubbed the toilet bowl.
I left and took a train downtown, once there I went to the fair center. There was a health and wellness fair, both Mirette and Marjut were there as well.
My favorites from the fair were three design shops, and my favorite treat was chocolate- covered ginger bits.
Mirette and Marjut went to a cruise ship, I went to the shopping mall and visited one of my favorite shops to ask the shop assistant to set aside a backpack I am going to buy tomorrow.
I took a train back home, once there I took the sheets off my bed and put them into the laundry basket. I made coffee and watched The Good Place on Netflix. I bagged the trash and sorted out the recycling.
I started feeling the evening anxiety, even if it was only half past six o’clock in the evening. I wondered what I should do for the rest of the evening.
I called my mother and asked her if I can come over for a little while, she said I can.
I wanted to take a bus, but the next bus to my parents’ home wouldn’t leave until 45 minutes, so I took a train and walked for the rest of the trip.
I started having a Creepy Moment. Once at my parents’ home, mom let me in, dad was home as well.
I made a few sandwiches, ate some feta cheese, and had coffee.
Later that evening, I left and walked back home. It made the Creepy Moment worse, but once back home, I was alright.
To be honest, I am more scared of hurting some other person than I am of hurting myself.
I took my evening meds and had some coffee. I listened to music, it calmed me down.
I wanted to watch the Ultimate Spiderman episode Ultimate Deadpool, but instead I started watching the movie Deadpool.
I feel like I am not exactly angry or sad, I just feel a bit manic. I actually feel happy and content.
I shaved my chin fluffs, and clipped my nails.
Tomorrow I will finish the rest of the housework; sweep the floor, and then take out the recycling.
I will go visit my parents, they will give me the weekly allowance, and I will call my granny.
I will go back to my hometown and deposit the cash to my bank account, and then I will go downtown to buy a new backpack.
In the evening, I will go see a Finnish movie.
I found it hard to get up in the afternoon because my bed felt so nice, and I had a weird sex dream so it took me a while to find my dignity.
I knew I could have got up at any point of the morning and made coffee, but I didn't feel like getting up.
When I finally got up, I took my morning meds and biotin supplement, got dressed, and did the morning skincare regiment.
I changed the towels and scrubbed the toilet bowl.
I left and took a train downtown, once there I went to the fair center. There was a health and wellness fair, both Mirette and Marjut were there as well.
My favorites from the fair were three design shops, and my favorite treat was chocolate- covered ginger bits.
Mirette and Marjut went to a cruise ship, I went to the shopping mall and visited one of my favorite shops to ask the shop assistant to set aside a backpack I am going to buy tomorrow.
I took a train back home, once there I took the sheets off my bed and put them into the laundry basket. I made coffee and watched The Good Place on Netflix. I bagged the trash and sorted out the recycling.
I started feeling the evening anxiety, even if it was only half past six o’clock in the evening. I wondered what I should do for the rest of the evening.
I called my mother and asked her if I can come over for a little while, she said I can.
I wanted to take a bus, but the next bus to my parents’ home wouldn’t leave until 45 minutes, so I took a train and walked for the rest of the trip.
I started having a Creepy Moment. Once at my parents’ home, mom let me in, dad was home as well.
I made a few sandwiches, ate some feta cheese, and had coffee.
Later that evening, I left and walked back home. It made the Creepy Moment worse, but once back home, I was alright.
To be honest, I am more scared of hurting some other person than I am of hurting myself.
I took my evening meds and had some coffee. I listened to music, it calmed me down.
I wanted to watch the Ultimate Spiderman episode Ultimate Deadpool, but instead I started watching the movie Deadpool.
I feel like I am not exactly angry or sad, I just feel a bit manic. I actually feel happy and content.
I shaved my chin fluffs, and clipped my nails.
Tomorrow I will finish the rest of the housework; sweep the floor, and then take out the recycling.
I will go visit my parents, they will give me the weekly allowance, and I will call my granny.
I will go back to my hometown and deposit the cash to my bank account, and then I will go downtown to buy a new backpack.
In the evening, I will go see a Finnish movie.