Into a trash can.

I feel like throwing away 90% of my possessions. There’s just piles of stuff everywhere and I need it to stop crowding me.

But this roll of masking tape can stay…

It hasn’t offended me with its presence.

Yet.

Yesterday was weird.

Instead of doing all of my normal Thursday stuff I just opted to hunt and gather for my food prepping that I need to do for next week.

I’m hoping to start making food later today.

I also went for a run with Jitterbug.

Which I haven’t done in a while.

I needed to do something. I’ve been slacking off with my workouts and I’ve been eating ALL the food.

To be fair, I don’t sit around doing nothing all the time, but still. Physical activity makes me feel like less of a lump.

Nothing really on the books for this weekend.

Resting and comics hopefully. Probably running at some point.

Yeah. I got nothing.

I’m tired and in a weird mood.

It’s probably all those peanut butter dreams I keep having.

See ya’ tomorrow.

More soon. ~SC