BLOG ENTRY #2 06/03/23

 

𝒎𝒐𝒏𝒅𝒂𝒚 𝟔𝒕𝒉 𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒄𝒉 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟑

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i'm horrid at this, blogs - diary entries. i'm hoping the more i try the more it will become a routine, like some form of back tracking, or an outlet, but i haven't really got much to say. my heads just like static, little annoying buzzes against the back of my skull or making my ear drums tickle. like this morning, my phone was ringing - the same over pitched alarm, yet it didn't feel like my phone, i didn't see it as my phone. over the weekend i've been hunting for blackberrys, no - not the fruit - the phone. an outdated type. i had one as a young teen, it was teal blue and robust, easy to tap away at the keys under a desk, to scroll through music. that was really all i ever used it for. and the camera - i found myself missing it since James and i talk more frequently about older day technology (and life) both feeling some type of foreignness in the era of life we were brought into. longing for older times. we bought them - impulsively maybe so - his is a blackberry bold. black. mine, a fuchsia. blackberry curve.

it was nerve wracking, bidding on it i got it for a steal of £6. a case, box - earphones, charger and wipes all included. i'm excited to have it. to feel the familiarity of they button keys under my fingers and to take some photos maybe to dump on here, (which will probably be majority of my cat) 

over the weekend the bf and i - finished good behaviour,(adding to the list of shows he's made me fall in love with)   #missingjavihours i'm so sad it ended after only 2 seasons. it wasn't a bad ending, no one died - my heart didnt break, most people would call that a win, in some way i sort of do too. NOW we're onto supernatural. well, i say onto - there's a lot of seasons, we've started and stopped, but i love watching it with him. he relates alot to Dean - its his comfort character so he gets super into the show and i love sharing the things he likes. i find it comforting. 

it's raining outside, my mum says it smells like snow, that wouldn't shock me, i mean its england - the whether is batshit most days - either way, my hands are already freezing cold. i moved from one room to the next today. since Marlowe (my cat) had surgery and was in that room for a little over a week (near on two) now shes back with me, aggressively snoring while i type this. i'm excited to get back to a routine of some form. to relax and enjoy the next chapter of choas me and james create. 

until then, i guess this is it for today. 
i'll try and come back tomorrow. 

                                                                                                                    

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