...or maybe it's my spleen
my new "sleep mix" that i made woke me up. that's a bad sign, i think.
tomorrow (which is today) is only thursday.
and very few people, truly, know how good/bad/indifferent it really is. (maybe that's what makes me nauseous. or not).
it's not that i lie. it's just that no one (almost) bothered to ask. so i remain evasive. the nitty-gritty is floating about, somewhere.
they don't call it nitty-gritty for nothin'. gritty as in dirty. dirty as in ugly. see?
(as for nitty, i have not a clue)
i'm everywhere, and nowhere all at once tonight.
i was cleaning. why? to make a good (grapsing-at-straws) impression? every little bit counts, in my stupid little mind. because i'm nervous. no. scared. yes. that's it.
so, of course, a clean apartment will ensure that it will all be okay.
(what?)
yeah, you knew i was crazy.
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