mourning routine
I got to that part of my morning routine about 20 years ago and haven’t finished yet. It really does take forever.
The mourning routine. My sleep just had to die.
I used to have pretty bad anxiety attacks first thing in the morning. I’d lay there with my chest pounding, unable to move, freaking out about little things like “oh god I have to mop the floors today.”
It got to the point where I’d set my alarm for an hour earlier so that I’d have time for it.
I got better.
How? Serious question. My bf is having this exact problem. Daily. It’s bad.
Momentum.
Stamets woke up this morning and chose violence.
We doing alright there?
He’s just sharing what a lot of us are thinking.
I’m there with everyone else. I just meant that my man Stamets has been downright assaulting my feels this morning with a number of posts.
It’s only going to get worse.
Every morning I think it would be better if I didn’t wake up :(
