It’s actually pretty good because it makes you think so deeply about how much you’ve screwed yourself on Saturday night.
Or in my case, last Friday. And Saturday, too. And the days before that.
It made me think about how boring my life can be without work.
It made me think about my my bed and how much time I needed to spend time with it.
It made me think about the alcohol Levi, Henjie, and I took in at Whistle Top Bar in MTS.
More importantly, it made me think about how I’m starting to feel fed up about being such a loser in this lifetime. And about how I get obsessed with things and shoes and video games and people.
And strangers. And the seemingly meaningless (but interesting) conversations I had with them.
