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The saga of my life continues, now with increased boredom. I spent my day cooking and cleaning, making fancy ramen for myself and thinking myself in circles. Sleeping. Toddy coffee is good, but I made the concentrate a little weak out of impatience, I suppose. I wish I could pin down my thoughts for an hour or so, if only for the sake of rest, but the closest I can come is reading and escapism, which tend to be the same, for me. Sometimes I feel like a stalker.
Addendum: Our landlords left on one of the lights in the downstairs apartment while showing it to a group. At first, it freaked me out, thinking that there might be someone in there, but then it just seemed kinda sad. I could explain why, but I’m not going to.
Addendum: The last line of In Dulci Jubilo by Praetorius as sung by Chanticleer sounds like ‘Alpha biscuit hole.