Well, the sky was sunny when I woke up this morning, but it’s not anymore. The clouds are moving in again, and the wind is picking up. In fact, I woke up to a tornado warning.
Notice the phrasing: I woke up to a tornado, not by a warning. That probably has everything to do with the fact that drugged myself like whoa. I popped three melatonin gummies before bed. This is a normal dose for me, although I don’t usually do it at once. No, I’m sure my deadsleep had more to do with the 25mg worth of edibles I ate while I was on my call with Shawshank. We got off the call around 10:30pm. I applied to two jobs, then I loaded up a Youtube queue. I made it through half a diorama video, and managed to jam my earbuds into my head (Trevor Norris’s Vikings score) before I passed out.
We went out for lunch with the “sunshine ladies” yesterday. This month’s luncheon was at one of the Chinese buffets. I had a plateful of sushi and sat awkwardly reading my phone. We signed up for next month’s luncheon as well. I passed the signup sheet to Mom, and she signed her name while asking me, “are you still planning to be here?” That stung a bit. I don’t know if she’s passive aggressively hinting at something or if she’s not really thinking about how it’s coming out when she says it. Regardless of the meaning behind it, I feel like I’m being told to leave.
