ok. yeah. that's something i remember

that feeling when you wake up to power tools outside fucking up everything, and check your phone, and it's not even 8 yet.

so woo woo dreamy half sleep.

and then panic attacks.  all day.  constant panic attacks making it nearly impossible to pull my brain together to do anything.  so that's fun.  shaky hands and trying heavy breaths to see if that calms things down but knowing it isn't going to.

at least my apartment is "clean."  not regular clean.  just not like there's vomit everywhere or shit like that.

i really hope i can keep myself together to keep it this way.