I am so dang chill for a change. The weather’s not horrible, which is a first in months, and the moon’s out and batting her eyelashes at me. I’m just lying here, listening to Kerouac on Audible and finishing the last of my Harney & Sons Valentine’s tea (which is lovely, but to actually taste it I need to steep too many teabags and I’m not here for that) — I’m trying to avoid actually doing anything. Back-to-back double shifts the rest of the week, like every week. Which is fine, really, but I’m exhausted and all I want to do is veg out.
Oh well. Tomorrow’ll be here whether I like it or not, so I better enjoy this. <3