updates from my bed

1104 nice hour still sunday 

the heat is unbearable.

i tried taking a nap, almost a ritual to say goodbye to my mattress, and i woke up an hour later sweating and hungry. i only did one thing to resolve those two problems and it was to turn on the ac, i’m trying to fast until tomorrow at, like, 1 pm.

besides that, i didn’t finish beau is afraid because i felt like it was going to give me a panic attack, or at least cause me something stress related. instead, i watched asteroid city which i liked because i’m a biased wes anderson fanatic and i’ve always enjoyed the way he writes conversations. 

that was the only thing i indulged into, because i read 0 pages from faulkner and am getting tired of my inability to keep on reading. i thought about the poppy war again to try and trigger another mourning period so i could finally bury my thoughts about the book and move on but i couldn’t because i got too sad (no one’s surprised).

and i’m just writing because i feel like doing nothing else but rewatch a season of its always sunny in philadelphia and down some sleeping pills so i’ll be able to sleep until late. horrible second part of the day.