today i opened my inbox for the first time in ages and i have 113 new messages! i am plodding through them right now.

i feel so happy right now. it's like after you finish something like a book or a meal or an entire term you feel heartwarmingly tingly happy all over, i want to go to sleep now so i can remember how this feels like forever. i must remember everything that's happened and i keep running through these memories in my head but i can't write them down, because my phrasing wouldn't quite do them justice, and when you write, you can't quite get the full picture of everything that's happened because things don't just happen in words, they happen in pictures and thoughts and feelings too. this particular set of memories taste largely orange, with a few happy dots of blue and purple.

i am growing increasingly clumsy. just saying.

my glasses are crooked. just saying.

homework. just saying.