Getting into bed with two pillows. knocked out an episode of the new season of the bear, playing Mario kart ds (hiding under the blanket for full immersion) and listening to American swing pop. All in a days work
I brought the blanket and pillows from my bed onto the living room couch. I brewed a cup of coffee and had a bowl of cold cereal. I’m sad from private matters and tired from them too. I haven’t been able to watch sports at home in years. Haven’t had cable since I moved out of my parents. My buddy gave me his youtube tv login and I put on my favorite basketball team, The New York Knicks. I’ve become one with the couch, melted into the fibers and no club soda nor dog piss cleaner will dissolve me out. 3 quarters into this game and I’m feeling a thousand times better about the private and temporary matters which burden.
a throw blanket, a warm beverage, a joint, a movie / tv show / video game / book. creamy soup for dinner
(or if you live in the pnw, just whatever you were going to do that day bc it rains nine months out of the year)