So, there’s another week of lock-down, courtesy of the second wave of the pandy, and I am not enjoying it. I am really struggling with this. I mean, last year, yeah, people were dying, no one knew what was going on. I can’t deal with this shit anymore. I haven’t got up from my seat yet. It’s 9:30 in the night, and I haven’t moved. My spine is bending. I feel internal things going wrong, like my intestine is going, “should we maybe push upwards?”. It’s confusing!. I am definitely at a low point where I have been getting into unwanted relationships, unhealthy eating practices, intermittent meditation, and I’ve also done very little talking. Like, I don’t want to talk to people. I just want to watch Game of Thrones, and then go jerk off.
Look at what it does to kids