a categorgy of broken parts…
for some reason my hands are the most chapped and paper-cutted they’ve ever been in my entire life. i wonder if it’s due to the dry combination of winter and washing my hands too often after arch sessions.
keep falling asleep. the ability to zone out in the middle of anything. for example: blanked for probably at least five minutes in the computer lab while sketching yesterday. bizarre.
suffering from the unhealthy twosome of caffeine hyperactivity and all-around mental tiredness. yieah, that’ll do wonders for the self-initiative it will.
absolutely the most violent dreams i’ve ever had all within the last few days. driving into people, connecting lines while trying to solve a murder, and general unsettling subjects. i’d blame my catching a portion of yesterday’s silence of the lambs but then i’ve been dreaming in wackland for longer than that now.
absolutely paranoid about eating meat. i’d question the ingredients of a food even after seriously, and deliberately, analyzing its contents. like, i know this dish came from the vegetarian restaurant, but i’d still be caught mid-eating with the sudden blaze of “is this meat?! oh no!!”. my brain needs help dammit.