Yeah I posted late. Here’s a crappy list poem to illustrate how creatively deprived I am at the moment. I’m sorry. But I’m also not.
Things I shouldn’t be doing before I do my homework (on the night it’s due):
Writing a list poem.
Eating mini muffins.
Feeling sorry for myself.
Staring at the ceiling.
Listening to Hamilton on repeat.
Having a small existential crisis. (And by small I mean I’m already over it as I type this.)
Worrying about surviving college.
Worrying about surviving.
*Feel free to reread this in the voice of Eeyore, it’s how it was intended.*
Thanks for dealing with me,