13hr. shifts back to back, to back. destroying any chance at a laid back memorial day weekend. not as if i celebrate memorials day, but that usually means BBQ’s. which means familiar human contact, as well as food. should be sleep, but.

spent the day taking care of my financial aid. glad it’s out the way. applied using two schools that still accepted my potential enrollment after two years. praying I won’t have to take out any loans. just completing that alone has me feeling accomplished. long overdue, but it’s something.

transitioning into not relying on a comforter because of warmer weather is always weird.

too hot for one, too incomplete without it.

cleaning my room of everything I don’t need or use. hoping I’m not throwing out anything that could come to use in the future. not caring if it does, for now at least. clothes, empty boxes, papers, bags. parting with a lot of things I’m convincing myself I have an emotional attachment to. making it easier for if ever, or whenever, I can find myself moving away from this place. grinding as much as possible to make that sooner than later.

hanging out by myself later today. developing my recently finished film, getting a bite to eat. lowkey hopes of bumping into someone down enough to be all -oh, are you not getting into anything? we should get into not anything together, feel me- and walk. I appreciate walking, more than you know. more than I know.

allergies were on no remorse while working yesterday. eyes were burning which resulted in me tearing up. the naturally dumbfound face I have didn’t help much when a customer asked if I hated my job that much, I’d cry about it while working. I laughed and told her it was my allergies, but I know a part of her didn’t believe me when she gave me the it’ll get better tap on the shoulder. ~don’t touch ‘fore I sneeze on you.