Don’t you just love those moments when you go to bed and think to yourself, “I have nothing to do tomorrow. Yay, I get to sleep in.”
The next day you wake up with the sun shining bright in your room, wide eyed and bushy tailed, thinking it’s like 9 A.M., but when you look at your phone to check the time only to find out it’s still 4:17 A.M. That moment right there is the point where you think, “nope, going back to sleep,” only one problem. You can’t, because your wide awake. Then, you end up staying in bed thinking what can you do so early in the morning. I mean, you could always get up and make breakfast or go get breakfast, buuuut it’s still way too early. All you can think of is that you wanted to sleep in to catch up on all those restless/sleepness nights due to work, disorder, or whatever else you may be going on. In the end you stay in bed browsing the web or social media or probably watching porn on your phone, just saying. It’s up to you whatever you do on your own time.
Anyway, while doing whatever it is your doing, *cough*masturbating*cough*, you keep looking at the time and realize it is going by way too slow. At this point you just give up and decide to get up, roam around the house/apartment/shoe box (don’t mind me), restlessly looking at what was on TV last night, feeling conflicted on whether to clean/make breakfast/play video games/whatever floats your boat, for over an hour until it is finally a decent time. Like me, I just gave up at 8 A.M. and sat down to start writing this entry because why the hell not.
To all of you who can relate, enjoy your day, if you can that is. ^_^