I had a dream where I was being mean to a tiny Shy Guy and it started crying. Now I feel bad and I want a real Shy Guy that I can be nicer to so I can redeem myself.
I really don't want to have to get a new group of friends because a bunch of people I know are all just collectively okay with a 23 year old dating a 17 year old because the older one buys them shit.
I remember hearing sounds like the upstairs neighbor was vacuuming but just doing it weird, like the start the of whirring noise was getting cut off in the middle. Did I dream that? I probably dreamed that.
Now that I've come to be happy with the fact that I'm a little tubby, and even actively want to stay that way, I'm feeling a lot better about my body lately.
The hardest part of waking up for me is trying to get my eyes to stay open when it's so light out. I've always had a sensitivity to light but it sure is fun when it hurts my eyes trying to wake up.
The idea of going from "I write Mario fanfics on the internet" to "I teach creative writing for a living" is definitely appealing and something I'm really considering doing in my life.