12/05/2025
I’m on the couch, all snuggled up in a blanket, with my cat taking up the whole space at my feet. I’ve got a few extra throws piled on me, trying to get comfy, but even though my body is screaming for sleep, my mind just won’t chill.
It’s such a strange feeling. Like, maybe I’m overthinking everything, or there’s scribble just too much going on in my head. Honestly, all I really want right now is someone to hang out with, tell me a low-key story, and just be there. But instead, I’m probably just gonna end up staring at the ceiling until my brain decides to shut up.
Sleep’s right there, but I can’t quite reach it.

Goodnight, I guess.
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