diary log. 2 𓅰

hi again ...

glad i can rant here about how weird my morning was.
it's only 12:22 and i already feel like i’ve lived three lives.

here’s the chaos in chronological order:

• 07:36 – dramatically oversleep by turning off my alarm mid-dream 
• 07:48 – somehow get fully ready in record time (normally takes me 45 mins just to leave the house) 
• 08:00 – sprint through the station trying to catch my train / miss it by five seconds 
• 08:13 – create german class exercises on my phone while being late to said class 
• 08:21 – panic thinking i forgot my phone / it’s in another pocket / but i already stepped back inside the train and the door closed / now i'm riding to the next station (also: i’m late for work) 
• 08:22 – notice my hand is covered in blood / my bag, keys, phone, the train — all bloody / i have 2 minutes till the next stop / a horrified lady gives me a napkin and i love her 
• 08:24 – bleeding, i exit at the next station / realize i nearly ripped off my thumbnail while checking for the phone 
• 08:32 – walking to work while finishing class assignments (still less than an hour since i woke up??) 
• 08:39 – arrive at work / no coffee / no moment to breathe in, breathe out 
• 12:22 – finally done with work and can breathe again (halp///)