gonna try a new format for these posts.
morning for me:
wake up at 8:30 am
unsure if its really my alarm clock
go back to sleep for another hour
scared because i have no socks on
finally rouse at 9:40
call boss (no answer)
think of smoking a roach, but don't (still regret)
frantic cig search
go to store buy more cigs
ride subway with murakami's subconscious overflowing into a mental apocalyptic adventure
sleepyhead (or swing tree) and dark was the night
wholesale vendors smoking cig
"hard enough getting into this world, why would i want to be born again?" - fucked up
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